I'll take lying in your arms tonight over and above any love I've known. Memories may find me, but they'll always be behind me. I'll take today over yesterday, anyday.

Struggles make you stronger and the changes make you wiser and happiness has its own way of taking its sweet time. Life isn't always lovely, but it's a beautiful ride.

Every storm runs out of rain, just like every dark night turns into day.

Let's be naughty and save Santa the trip.

Every storm runs, runs out of rain

When I look into your eyes I still get weak And when Im this close to you I just cant speak And its hard to keep my hands to myself When I know I could never love anybody else

You can be the moon and still be jealous of the stars.

Life aint always beautiful, but its a beautiful ride.

No matter who you meet in life, you take something from them, positive or negative.

My goal is to hit the gym every day I'm on vacation. Usually I just end up sleeping and drinking beer.

If you date a musician, you're never, ever really gonna be first either. You're gonna be right behind the music and maybe right close.

Friend who has fired the kingfishers and flamed the dragonflies – they catch your light however they move and beam it out of their eyes.

The captain of a ship can run a great ship, but he can't do anything about the tides.

It was one of those perfect English autumnal days which occur more frequently in memory than in life.

The evil that is in the world always comes of ignorance, and good intentions may do as much harm as malevolence, if they lack understanding.

The active part of man consists of powerful instincts.

All men are liars, said Roberta Muldoon, who knew this was true because she had once been a man.

Michael Koryta's THOSE WHO WISH ME DEAD is an absolutely thrilling read. I read most of it with my breath held, occasionally exhaling to ask myself, 'What will happen next?' I highly recommend it.

Yes, but . . .” She hesitated, her gaze finally coming to me. “I survived because I fell in love.” With you was unspoken.

The solitary Bee Whose buzzing was the only sound of life, Flew there on restless wing, Seeking in vain one blossom where to fix.

Cats will always lie soft.