I'm on my way...don't know where to, but my road is build with metaphors and nonsense

You fell asleep and a monster crawled from out of my head and found its way under my bed

I see your face, your smile and poetry comes flooding out of a heart that can't love you anymore...

Ummmm hi" and my broken heart twitches in an attempt to start beating again

#Note: There is a wonder to life. Pursue it. Hunt for it. Your goal is not to live long…it’s to live!

The slogan 'press on' has solved and always will solve the problems of the human race.

We are made for larger ends than Earth can encompass. Oh, let us be true to our exalted destiny.

Maybe we all just want to feel special, even for a little while, to be fooled for a bit into feeling something besides the truth of our own ordinariness.

The heart which finds life in material wealth is usually certain to go farther and seek for more in the satisfaction of base and sullen appetites.

I think there is an evolving art taking place on Broadway.

The fact that I have entered into IT-related business is proof that businesses have to evolve and keep with time. One has to re-invent continuously.

And what else is she?" Jerome asked. Jazza didn't offer any reply so I chimed in with, "A bitchweasel?" "A bitchweasel!" Jazza's face lit up. "She's a bitchweasel! I love my new roommate.

I am not one of those writers that it just flows out of effortlessly. I have to sit and write and rewrite and sometimes it's really challenging to get anything good out of myself.

Then let thy love be younger than thyself, Or thy affection cannot hold the bent.