Can somebody please explain how humans can be so inhumane?

Poetry keeps my heart neat, even when incomplete, I find peace.

Poetry, will you show me where your words find peace?

I have a kind heart, I’m in love. It gets deeper with every kiss and every hug.

Poetry is more than just art, it’s like super glue to a broken heart. It can also be a light when your life seems a little dark.

Does anybody remember the day when family was family, a woman was a woman, and a man was a man?

Poetry’s circular fulfillment was so persistent, when I was weak it gave me strength.

Let thy words be few. I agree, but only if my ink can relentlessly run.

Poetry can take you places that were once only traveled by your imagination.

No matter who’s looking at you, love, honesty, and kindness will always make you beautiful!

In my heart, poetry screams, “I exist!

The death of dogma is the birth of morality.

By nature and doctrines I am addicted to the habit of discovering choice places wherein to feed.

Life is now... this day, this hour...and is probably the only experience of the kind one is to have.

I actually do think the history is so epic that it actually kind of writes itself.

We can only be responsible for what we ourselves do.

From my subjective position, there was no honeymoon.

If you escape from people too often,, you wind up escaping from yourself.

I think both of them [Donald Trump and Bernie Sanders] have [chances] because they are not the establishment, not for who they are.

Outlaw all abortions; err on the side of life.

I have expertise in five different fields which helps me to easily understand the analogy between my scientific problems and those occurring in nature.