I hope my forgiveness reminds you, Of the part you forgot to break in me.

My heart's been broken in a thousand pieces I've lived and died a thousand times And in each of those lifetimes With all of those pieces I chose you…A million times.

Walking away ends a battle in the heart of one, and starts a war in the soul of another.

As I read you I fell in love with the holes between your words and I loved you most on the days you could not love yourself.

I didn't want to sing. I wanted to be music.

I didn't want to sing.I wanted to be music.

The most beautiful things often stand alone.

I keep breaking things, as if to see what's going on inside of me.

We write to go on living, after we have died.

If God could transcribe my heart, it'd still read "I love you".

Poetry is a storm asking peace to dance with her.

You don't play against opponents, you play against the game of basketball.

Some of my stuff, I realize is just rage.

We live in an interconnected world, and you cannot prevent people from leaving. What you need to do is to create opportunities. At the same time, people are also coming back.

So long as you believe in some truth you do not believe in yourself. You are a servant. A man of faith.

I have observed that as long as one lives and bestirs himself, he can always find food and raiment, though it may not be of the choicest description.

We are born male. We must learn to be men.

I collect imported teas, I have a few cupboards full! It's like wine, each has it's own flavour and you get into their little nuances.

I talk and talk and talk, and I haven't taught people in 50 years what my father taught by example in one week.

The threshold of the Dream Act is not high enough. One year of community college is not enough... No, I do not support the Dream Act.

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