If you ever look sideways at another man or attempt to refuse me I shall beat you. Got it?

The atmosphere felt unexpectedly intense and the music was frantic. The beat made it both difficult to think straight and pleasant to move – like swimming almost.

There’s nothing happy about love at all!! I would rather have not known real love… if it hurts this much.

The machines are too dull when weare lion-poems that move & breathe.

The Grim Reaper isn’t grim at all; he’s a life-saver. He isn’t grim because he isn’t anything. . . . he is nothing. And nothing is a hell of a lot better than anything. So...

My most memorable moment came in 1985 as we beat the Boston Celtics.

He said he loves her more because she makes him smile. Fine! I’ll give him the Glasgow smile. Beat that, bitch!

Man is an artifact designed for space travel. He is not designed to remain in his present biologic state any more than a tadpole is designed to remain a tadpole.

Shergahn and friend lay like poleaxed steers, and the Daranfelian’s greasy hair was thick with potatoes, carrots, gravy, and chunks of beef. His companion had less stew in his hair, but an equally large lump...

The idiotic industry of an ant building his hill in the path of a glacier, and imagining that he is free.

That’s the beautiful thing about innocence; even monsters have a pocketful of childhood memories with which to seek comfort with.

See it was like this when we waltz into this place.A couple of papish cats is doing an Aztec two-stepAnd I says Dad let’s cutbut then this dame comes up behind me see and says...

Miriam is upset. Her voice is stretched and I can’t look at her. Perhaps they beat something out of her she didn’t get back.

I’m going to beat this cancer or die trying.

Don’t play to beat someone, play to win.

It’s a sort of furtiveness … Like we were a generation of furtive. You know, with an inner knowledge there’s no use flaunting on that level, the level of the ‘public’, a kind of beatness...

Kyo: Of course, I’ll beat YOU, too!Yuki: Don’t you ever get tired of saying that?Kyo: Beating you is my vocation! It’s my goal in life!Yuki: It’s so unfair that I keep having to take abuse...

I think of New York City lost in starsforgotten as a blue haired pet of childhood love Tonight the night is full;

And then there’s the sickness I feel from looking at legs I can’t touch, or at lips that don’t smile at me. Or hips that don’t reach for me. And hearts that don’t beat for...

Democracy! Bah! When I hear that I reach for my feather boa!

Lovers are the coolest their hearts beat the best & they kiss magic as hell

The stubbornness I had as a child has been transmitted into perseverance. I can let go but I don’t give up. I don’t beat myself up about negative things.

Scribbled secret notebooks, and wild typewritten pages, for yr own joy

Why does that kid think so highly of himself?””Kids that think they’re so smart.They’re everywhere! Destroy is self-esteem!””Yes…I really do think highly of myself.People like me should get a taste of the ups and downs...

I have found a way to beat myselfI win by losing, something like thatI’m told that I’m stupidSo ok, I’ll be stupidIf I can’t register the painThen it’s not thereI’m not so stupid after allI’ll...

They’ve got to deliver twenty-six episodes a season and they’re not going to beat their heads up against a wall if they feel something didn’t, like, pan out the way they had hoped.

If I had a soul I sold itfor pretty wordsIf I had a body I usedit up spurting my essenceAllen Ginsberg warns youdont follow my pathto extinction

Like seasonless fowl we migrate…from East Coast to West Coastand back and forth again,for a job,for a friend,for a change,for a kick.

A poet is a blind optimist.The world is against him formany reasons. But thepoet persists. He believesthat he is on the right track,no matter what any of his fellow men say. In hiseternal search for...

It’s just a job. Grass grows, birds fly, waves pound the sand. I beat people up.

I have relentlessly beat the drum for Google’s ‘two-step’ authentication systems for Gmail and other services, which radically reduce the likelihood that your account can be hacked from afar.

If a man can beat you, walk him.

Sammy and I got together and it was like we hadn’t missed a beat.

…love is by definition freeand if he choose to gowhen I would have him stayperhaps I’ll die a bitbut I’d rather sothan taste his absent minded kissand lie uneasy in a masked embrace

A man cannot impart the true feeling of things to others unless he himself has experienced what he is trying to tell of.

There are more pleasant things to do than beat up people.

Ah, Nothing is too late, till the tired heart shall cease to palpitate.

Little beat big When Little smart. First with the head, then with the heart.

I’ve never listened to an album once I’ve finished it. All I hear is what I should’ve done different. I beat myself up over it.

Whatever is language is poetic language and if the word required by the poet does not exist in his known language then it is up to him to discover it.

I was amazed by the fact that I was not the only writer living, not the only young man “with a locomotive in his chest, and that’s a fact,” not the only youth with a...

I’ll beat him so bad he’ll need a shoehorn to put his hat on.

Meeting new people is just remembering faces of God we’ve forgotten.

Science can make a heart beat with ventilator, but there is only one power that makes it live, that is LOVE which is the purest form of FAITH.

Reagan did not wait out the Soviets; he beat them.

Poetry is alive because it is a medium of vision and experience. It is not necessarily comfortable.It is not necessarily safe.

I am young now and can look upon my body and soul with pride. But it will be mangled soon, and later it will begin to disintegrate, and then I shall die, and die conclusively....

I’d learned myself by the age of sixteen that just as girls guarded their virginity, boys guarded something less tangible which they called Themselves.

The problem with the 11:11 Phenomenon is getting anybody interested in it that hasn’t experienced it themselves. Other phenomena, such as U.F.Os or crop circles, are able to be seen. We can debate them. But...

Finally, we entered Chetaube County, my imaginary birthplace, where the names of the little winding roads and minuscule mountain communities never failed to inspire me: Yardscrabble, Big Log, Upper, Middle and Lower Pigsty, Chicken Scratch,...