Hee that strikes with his tongue, must ward with his head.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way, Do not go gentle into that good night.
I love you so much I’ll never be able to tell you; I’m frightened to tell you. I can always feel your heart. Dance tunes are always right: I love you body and soul: —and I suppose body means that I want to touch you and be in bed with you, and i suppose soul means that i can hear you and see you and love you in every single, single thing in the whole world asleep or awake
Do not go gently into that good night but rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Life always offers you a second chance. is called tomorrow.
I hold a beast, an angel and a madman within me.
A good poem is a contribution to reality. The world is never the same once a good poem has been added to it. A good poem helps to change the shape of the universe, helps to extend everyone's knowledge of himself and the world around him.
We must confront the privileged elite who have destroyed a large part of the world.
It's Christmas time and my rhyme's steady bumpin. Everybody happy, hair still nappy, Gonna steal a gift for my old grandpappy.
I am up there onstage alone with that guitar. I don't have to consider no one else and whether they are comfortable. I need very little.
Lots of women are getting involved. They're not satisfied just being passengers anymore.