The land wherein the need to be alone and the need to be around people is dissolved together is a complete anarchy.

The passing clouds outside the window form the perfect backdrop for wavering frames I see moving inside my mind.

The seeming legitimacy that existed in mind a second earlier vaporized before they could be carried out, leaving the air barren.

Sometimes I fear those noisy words boiling in an unsettling cauldron.

None of the shades of blue can paint the character of few men.

The hit and run of thoughts on ideas is a havoc.

Waves don't think, plan and prepare to better their rise after every fall. They are pristine as they are.

Even God has a hell: his love of Mankind.

One can slide between poor and rich, the difference as slight as between paper and parchment, one voice and a choir, arms hanging by sides and a hug.

Drinking is such a necessity to human life that people cannot fathom an individual who, like a child confined to a church pew, gets little enjoyment out of it and would rather do other things.

Every man as he loveth quoth the good man when he kissed the cow.

I'm a young woman and I'm going to write about what I know.

Once biographical information contaminates your consciousness, it's impossible to erase it and look at someone's work the same way again.

Someone should make a Kickstarter to get Taylor Swift a booty.

I want to live like music sounds."- Ruth

I'd just like to be able to walk without pain or run without a limp.

Just remember, forgiveness is a way of setting yourself free of the bondage put on you by others. There is liberty to he had in it.