I bleed to un-break you, un-mending me.I fall to save you...now who will save me.

Through windows, in wishing wells, whispering in the wind...that's where I find you.

In that wounded place, buried betweenmy ribs and letting go, I miss you.

I die a little, In the echo of your silence.

I was just an option.Blown easily to piecesand offered to the skyby the sweet laced painupon your lips.

I can't love anymore.Except for you...I love you so much it hurts to breathe.

Bridge burned from end to end, and I don't miss you anymore.You delivered silenceI've birthed freedom.

You are the poemthat sticks in my throatteaching me to whisperwith the voice of my heart.

I've never seen beauty so devastatingas in the linesthat trace our hopeand fall from the stars.

Steep fall to the groundshatteringlike clay pigeons missed by bad shotsand unsteady hands.

Broken.As I search for hope, In the same eyesI lost it.

I remember his eyes. They are just like mine. Every time I look in the mirror I see him. I try not to look at my self too much.

Perform without fail what you resolve.

It's difficult dating as an actor because your free time is precious. The guy I end up with someday is going to have to love traveling.

Except for our higher order of minds we are like the little moles under the earth carrying out blindly the work of digging, thinking our own dark passage-ways constitute all there is to the world.

The only person who is with us our entire life, is ourselves.

There's a cure for aging that no one talks about. It's called learning.

Frugality may be termed the daughter of Prudence, the sister of Temperance, and the parent of Liberty.

Probably the most important piece of advice that I've ever gotten is to develop your mind. I left school very young and I always regretted it.

You can find out anything you want about a car now, and especially every bit of information about the price, without relying on the dealers.

The greatest judgment God can send on His people is letting them have their own way.