I’m an anchor and he is the sea and I sink into his tenderness as he presses my hand to his heart.

The world is dictated by our desires rather than our thoughts. The prior puts the latter in motion.

My dark secret is I’ve always wished I was Gatsby. As heartbroken as he was and as horrible a fate as he endured, I admired that he loved. It’s a difficult thing to do.

Denial has rented a room in my head and frequently stomps around slamming doors.

You write poems with your fingertipsAnd I keep listening to the songs written on my skinBy some distant dream, similar wordsBut the verses never meet...

Problem-insight precedes solution insight. Someone has to recognise a problem before they start to solve the problem...

Don't let fear outweigh what you feel.

Basketball also helps you learn to move your feet by playing defense and guarding guys, and that all carries over to playing football with staying square and having good footwork.

Affliction hardens those whom it does not soften.

But my hand has been clenched into a fist for three years now; it's frozen shut.

But the Promise showed their wildest dreams had simply not been wild enough.

If the project piques my interest and scares me a little bit, then it's got me hooked.

And sleep, that sometime shuts up sorrow's eye, Steal me awhile from mine own company.

Attention is the mind's feet; if you do not control your attention strictly, it runs into misleading pathways.