I rot on the wall, my own Dorian Gray.

Emerald as heavy as a golf course, ruby as dark as an afterbirth, diamond as white as sun on the sea.

Saints have no moderation, nor do poets, just exuberance.

I am a collection of dismantled almosts.

Put your ear down close to your soul and listen hard.

As it has been said: Love and a cough cannot be concealed. Even a small cough. Even a small love.

I’m lost. And it’s my own fault. It’s about time I figured out that I can’t ask people to keep me found.

Watch out for intellect, because it knows so much it knows nothing and leaves you hanging upside down, mouthing knowledge as your heart falls out of your mouth.

Meanwhile in my head, I’m undergoing open-heart surgery.

O starry night, This is how I want to die

O yellow eye, let me be sick with your heat, let me be feverish and frowning.

Why this candle?Why this cake?The day of my birth is not today.I was born when you said, 'Hey.

Peace is only a thought away.

Reason and justice tell me there's more love for humanity in electricity and steam than in chastity and vegetarianism.

I've just begun to dare to think I perhaps am a bit of an artist.

Whenever you're in doubt about any action, ask yourself: Is it true? Is it necessary? Is it kind? You can also ask, what would love do now?

Wherever we go in the mountains, we find more than we seek.

Cottages have them (falsehood and dissimulation) as well as courts, only with worse manners.

I have my own way to stay focused. I work out every day. I exercise. I swim. I meditate. I breathe.

My rule is, when you are unhappy, think about it. But when you're happy, don't. Why spoil it? You're probably happy for some ridiculous reason and you'd just spoil it to know it.

Shrewdness in public life all over the world is always honored, while honesty in public men is generally attributed to dumbness and is seldom rewarded.