Quotes About Expression

Free speech is the right to shout 'theater' in a crowded fire.

You measure democracy by the freedom it gives its dissidents, not the freedom it gives its assimilated conformists.

Smoking dope and hanging up Che's picture is no more a commitment than drinking milk and collecting postage stamps.

The believer's greatest argument is his face. True religion lights up the face; false religion fills it with insecurity, rage and suspicion. This is perceptible not only to insiders (Muslims), but to anyone.

Many fashion designers, moreover, are homosexual, Versace only the most conspicuous example, and these men create a boylike fashion norm which forces women into patterns of diet and exercise which constitute a new form of oppression. [Boys will be boys]

He directed her attention to another question: "When I speak to you in your language, what happens to mine? Does my language continue to speak, but in silence?

j'ai rêvé , l'autre nuit, que mon corps était des mots.

Men don't cry but their eyes just take bath sometimes

What is the point of literature? I think that the person who asks that question will not find my answer convincing anyway

You have to talk about the things that cause you pain.

It's funny, the hardest thing to do is to make something look like it's fast, loose and improvised, and get somebody to laugh.

Politeness is the art of choosing among one's real thoughts.

hay cosas, palabras, que uno lleva mordidas adentro y las lleva toda la vida, hasta que una noche siente que debe escribirlas, decírselas a alguien, porque si no las dice van a seguir ahí, doliendo, clavadas para siempre en la vergüenza.

Life possesses an amazing array of profoundly sad faces.

The words 'I Love You' kill, and resurrect millions, in less than a second.

At the edge of madness you howl diamonds and pearls.

Making the choice to exercise compassion is an expression of Love for Humanity and Life itself.

I place my fingers upon these keys typing 2,000 dreams per minute and naked of spirit dance forth my cosmic vortex upon this crucifix called language.

Poetry looking in the mirror sees art, and art looking in a mirror sings poetry.

The American identity has never been a singular one and the voices of poets invariably sing, in addition to their own, the voices of those around them.

A world without poetry and art would be too much like one without birds or flowers: bearable but a lot less enjoyable.

Naked flights of art unshackled and incandescent songs of poetry undiluted return to the soul what hate, ignorance, fear, and violence steal from the heart.

When the lyrical muse sings the creative pen dances.

Many Americans first fell in love with the poetry of the thirteenth century teacher and spiritual leader Jelalludin Rumi during the early 1990s when the unparalleled lyrical grace, philosophical brilliance, and spiritual daring of his work took modern Western readers completely by surprise. The impact of its soulful beauty and the depth of its profound humanity were so intense that they reportedly prompted numerous individuals to spontaneously compose poetry.