Poetry Lies Its Way To The Truth.

Nothing Goes Further Toward A Man's Liberation Than The Act Of Surviving His Need For Character.

Boys Are The Cash Of War. Whoever Said: We're Not Free Spenders- Doesn't Know Our Like.

A Neighborhood Is A Residential Area That Is Changing For The Worse.

Let Our Love Be Like An Arch- Two Weaknesses Leaning Together To Form One Strength.

I Have One Head That Wants To Be Good, And One That Wants To Be Bad. And Always, As Soon As I Get Up, One Of My Heads Is Sad.