As artists, we create the beautyWe are too afraid to live outAnd search, but always fall just shyOf finding what life is about.

Under a night’s skyFilled with a hundred billion starsIs it so crazy to believeOur paths were destined to cross?

What a cruel irony it is, that we get to choose our thoughts but not our feelings.

You are my drug of choiceI know you’re no good for meAnd though I swear my lipsWill never touch you againHere we are, here we are.

Sometimes it feels like even ifEvery inch of my skin was touching yoursI still wouldn’t be close enough to you.

Love gives the best of highsBut also the worst of hangovers.

As joy dwindles with the yearsI wistfully recallWhen the christmas treeLooked ten feet tallAnd the presents under itSeemed endless And more Than mere wrapping paper.

Fate is the cruelest of masters, takingLife when it pleases or at random, handingRigged decks to whom it pleases, cheatingAll alike and none the wiser, takingEverything away from those with nothing.

I wish I could see butterflies burst from cocoonsWithout tempering my amazementKnowing all beauty eventually dies.

Question marks are met with periodsBy people full of arroganceThey have every answer, nothing mysteriousAnd yet they have no evidence.

I'd be lying if I said I didn't want youI'd be lying if I said I didn't wish you were mineThe truth is, you stole my heart from afarThe truth is, you still have it.

Never expect anything less than devotion from someone who has claim on your heart.

Compassion stands on the pillars of trust, love, awareness and detachment.

Until the ego dissolves or evolves to become one with our true self, we remain slaves of our own egos.

I'm chairman of the Republican Governors Association.

No woman dresses below herself from mere caprice.

It isn't very serious, I have this tiny little tumor on the brain.

I'm grateful to be an American. I am grateful that we can be angry at the terrorist assault and at the same time be intelligent enough not to hold a grudge against every Arab and every Muslim.

God has no intention of setting a limit to the efforts of man to conquer space.

Those who wish to appear wise among fools, among the wise seem foolish.

After saying our prayers, we ought to do something to make them come true.