“...true love is an irrevocable act - you can only give your heart away once - after that, you give as much as you have left ...”

“...some nights I'd sneak out and listen to the radio in my Dad's old Chevy - children need solitude - they don't teach that in school...”

“...the wet brush of snowflakes was like your kisses everywhere ...”

“...wherever there is society, there is authority and the temptation to disobedience because our individual wills refuse to submit...”

“...no good writing flows from a polluted well - you can write about monsters, but you can't be one...”

“...you think so logically...like a hawk soaring - I feel so chaotically...like a kite without a tail plummeting to earth...”

“... yes I speak a different language - the dark fire of poetry - it flutters and gutters in tune with the mood...”

“The spirit of pessimism inside of her was purely organic.”

“I can be quite sarcastic when I'm in the mood.”

“Today ain't in the mood to write... btw my name is Stevy.”