Sure it could get rough sometimes, but life wasn't a Hollywood movie. Shit happened. You fought, you screamed, and somehow you worked like hell to get out the other side still intact.

The right path is characterised by rough road.

With callused handsi tastedthe softness of the moonin the coldest windsi discoveredmy soul's warmest fireplacein the roughnessof his stubblethe tenderest love.

There will always be rough days and easy ones. Like a ship, we must sail through both.

An exceptional Sensei has traits such as patience and integrity. Otherwise, natural fighting ability, cruelty and aggressive behavior may be observed in most animal predators.

Fantasy, an unflagging optimism is necessary for a writer at all stages of this rough game. A kind of madness is therefore necessary, when there is every logical reason for a state of depression and discouragement. Perhaps the fact that I can react with utter gloom to this is what keeps me from being psychotic and keeps me merely neurotic. I am doing quite a good day's work today. But I am also aware of the madness that actually sustains me, and I am not made more comfortable or happy by it.

The road may be rough, the journey may be tough and the experience may be bitter, but they are stepping stones to our future thrones.

I want to see the thirstinside the syllablesI want to touch the firein the sound:I want to feel the darknessof the cry. I wantwords as roughas virgin rocks.” - Verb.

On the inside, the copycats of the ruffians are more delicate than the copycats of prudes.

Poems are soft kitten furs. smoothing out the rough edges of my world.

Ever notice the word 'rough' in through? There is truth to that, though the way may be rough, we are still able to get through it.

Life is so full of rough edges - small tasks and expectations that scratch you bloody and remind you that you're naked and alone.

Under the rough and ridiculous circumstances of life in the Rocky Mountains there was something exciting and vital, full of rude poetry: the heartbeat of the West as it fought its way upward toward civilization.

It's one thing to be bitter about the circumstances of your birth, but another to drill your bitterness into the head of someone going through a rough time.

Rough love. Hard, edgy love. Love that made you bleed. Love hard to find, the kind of love you fought to keep.