Every piece of you is a living library of creation. The deeper I look, the more I see.

It is perhaps, its ability to penetrate the multidimensional layers of the human condition at all, that makes poetry and art so valuable in today's modern age.

Don't dwell too long on the past, forgive and let it go. Too many hours have been wasted on old regrets and sorrow.

Love cannot be contained, love is destined to transcend and change.

What are we before love? But thoughts floating upon a sea. Searching for a shore to explore, to gaze into infinity.

You played my heart as it was meant to be played, a little, then all at once.

When we're together, I'm a leaf floating on a pond. Weightlessly in love.

Like dust brushed from an old painting, as we journey beneath the surface layers of life, another landscape is revealed.

I hear you speak in songs of love, written for me only. And though I wander far too much, the path is rarely lonely.

Give me meaning, give me soul. Give my rapture, wild, a heart that is raw. Give me a mind that thinks for itself and imagines freely.

Abundance is, but a matter of perception. For here in these lands of plenty, there are more natural treasures than one can behold.

Four days will quickly steep themselves in nightsFour nights will quickly dream away the time.

She's been used to hiding her feelings for so long, no wonder her manner can be a little awkward.

In order to lead people, you have to get to know them.

A big part of my job is to remember failure, and reboot failure, when the timing is right.

That's what my mother doesn't understand about my lipstick and dark clothes. I don't wear tattoos to freak her out; I wear them because I have to. It's me.

My proudest accomplishment was that I never dropped a bomb, fired a bullet, or shot a missile.

You can be as you choose to be. It's an act of discipline sometimes, but it can be done.

The Arabian horse will not plough well, nor can the plough-horse be rode to play the jereed.

The language of love is the language of humility or humbleness.

The universe is based on sullen entropy; It falls apart as it goes on