#Poet

"You may not be here with me now, but you've never left me, because I keep you close to my heart, and always on my mind. And I will sit under your shade forever, until I become a part of you, the way you are a part of me.-Jarod Kintz and Crystal Woods"

"Writing, then, was a substitute for myself: if you don't love me, love my writing & love me for my writing. It is also much more: a way of ordering and reordering the chaos of experience."

"There is no such thing as a moral or an immoral book.Books are well written, or badly written. That is all."

"She was stuck in between two worlds while her heart was pulling them both together. In a perfect world, she'd have both, or none at all. The symbol for love is two circles trying to merge in a Venn diagram that comes to a point down below, and only mostly separate are the two orbs one whole heart.-Karen Quan and Jarod Kintz"

"The middle finger is a great body language tool for letting people know you’re upset. Poetry isn’t quite as effective in a fit of road rage."

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"Our love went from fly to flower to butterfly, and it was meant to beautifully flutter, not sit still on a shelf like a trophy to be collected."

"A poet is a silent singer; he sings the deep songs of the soul silently."

"I’ll wear a maze on a necklace, dangling over my chest, because if you want to get at my heart, you have to be ready to lose yourself."

"My writing has appeared in the New Yorker and The Atlantic Monthly, though whenever the newsstand guy catches me scribbling my poetry in them, he always comes along later and erases it."

"At the touch of love everyone becomes a poet."

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

"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"

"A poet is simply an artist whose medium is human emotions. A poet chisels away at our own sensibilities, shaping our vision while molding our hearts. A poet wraps words around our own feelings and presents them as fresh gifts to humanity."

"Love flows like flowers, and grows like water. I’m so thirsty for romance I could drink a dozen roses."

"Love isn’t in a hurry like a flurry of flowery words on paper. It’s lush and slow to grow its aroma in the garden of time."

"I'll sleep forever and meet you in my dreams; it'll hurt less anyway. But the pain of losing you was worth the pleasure of having you, and I rest in bed knowing you'll know for the rest of your life what you are missing.-Karen Quan and Jarod Kintz"

"Maybe you could be mine / or maybe we’ll be entwined / aimless in this sexless foreplay."

"I could be in the middle of a spiritual hurricane, my soul torn and tormented, but when I see you smile it's blue skies for miles. You give me a tsunami of emotions, and my heart is trying to find peace through crashing waves, but they always end up in a cyclone that never dies.-Jarod Kintz and Karen Quan"

"God takes away the minds of poets, and uses them as his ministers, as he also uses diviners and holy prophets, in order that we who hear them may know them to be speaking not of themselves who utter these priceless words in a state of unconsciousness, but that God himself is the speaker, and that through them he is conversing with us."