“Raw, unapologetic truth with a capital 'T.'”— Elizabeth Sarnoff, Sally Reed, Sarah Goldberg, imdb.com
“Poetry is truth, and great poetry is raw, and real, and messy, and glorious, and ugly.”— Lisa McGee, Ms. De Brún, Judith Roddy, imdb.com
“Talking on the radio is a performance. Even though it’s pretty raw, what I do, and I do open up, it’s still a performance.”— Howard Stern, rollingstone.com
“Stiles: Could have been animal blood. You know, maybe you caught a rabbit or something. Scott: And did what? Stiles: Ate it. Scott: Raw? Stiles: No, you stopped to bake it in a little werewolf oven.”— Jeff Davis, Stiles Stilinski, Dylan O'Brien, imdb.com
“To write poetry, like sincere poetry, it is like performing heart surgery on yourself without anesthesia. In public. You are peeling back layers. You are dissecting yourself...You do not know what they're going to do when you reach into yourself and rip out your organs to be displayed.”— Amir Sulaiman, youtube.com
“But the truth is that the most beautiful moments are born from our rawest selves. When we strike instead of tend, when we withhold instead of divulge, we shrink ourselves. There’s no room to expand within the confines of our protective walls.”— Caitlin Skelly, thoughtcatalog.com
“Vulnerability is hanging your dirty laundry out in the air and hoping the other person will still love you for who you are. But you know what? We all have dirty laundry. And the sooner you can be open about your past, where you’ve been, what has shaped you, and how you’ve changed—the sooner you’ll b…”— Marisa Donnelly, thoughtcatalog.com
“I was taken with him the moment I walked in the door, and I knew the first moment I saw him that it was going to be raw, it was going to be ugly, and I was going to enjoy every damn minute of it.”— C.M. Stunich, amazon.com
“We were never the things that people write songs about or someone says, "That. I want that." We were the laundry piling up on the couch because no one bothered to put it away and dirty footprints on the tile because it was more fun to go out in the rain without shoes. We were cheap wine that led to…”— Kendra Syrdal, amazon.com
“We were never poetry, we were never metaphors. We were a state of organized chaos. We were never the things that people write songs about or someone says, 'That. I want that.' We were the laundry piling up on the couch because no one bothered to put it away and dirty footprints on the tile because i…”— Kendra Syrdal, thoughtcatalog.com