“You a slave to a page in my rhyme book”

“How do you press a wildflower into the pages of an e-book?”

“You know I used to be the back porch poet with my book of lines, always hoping knowing all the time, I'm probably never gonna find the perfect rhyme… For heavier things”

“In that book which is
My memory…
On the first page
That is the chapter when
I first met you
Appear the words…
Here begins a new life.”

“This is a long book, not only in pages.”

“Tomorrow, is the first blank page of a 365 page book. Write a good one.”

“Go on. Treat me like the page of a book. Your book.”

“Why tear off a single page when you can throw away the book?”

“My heart in passion, and my head on rhymes.”

“The world is your exercise book, the pages on which you do your sums. It is not reality, though you may express reality there if you wish. You are also free to write lies, or nonsense, or to tear the pages.”