I've learned about marrying poetry and prose and making both accessible.

Where I grew up, it was all people who were black and Latino, people who look like me. Now I live in a neighborhood where very, very few people look like me.

No matter how big you get, it's still okay to cry because everybody's got a right to their own tears.

Sometimes...you have to try to forget people you love just so you can keep living.

Sometimes it seems as though not a moment has moved, but then you look up and you're already old or you already have a household of kids or you look down and see your feet are miles and miles away from the rest of you—and you realize you've grown up.

If I loved someone enough, I would go anywhere in the world with them." —Staggerlee

You can't always be pushing people away. Someday nobody'll come back.