Write, what you feel about. Feel, what you have written about.

I don’t regret anything I was before because I still am.I only regret not having loved you.Put your hands in mineAnd let’s be quiet, surrounded by life.

So, Gwardian, are you going to stand there, or may I have some privacy so I can bathe? We aren't all as full of ourselves as you are.

Every single man who is too stupid enough to realize how beautiful is God's creation through WOMEN and continuously lay his hand on them, he is not man enough to be classified with the rest of us.

Love is my sin, and thy dear virtue hate, Hate of my sin, grounded on sinful loving,

I just want to see places – something inside me just makes me keep moving.

ALBUS/RON: How to distract Scorpius from difficult emotional issues. Take him to a library.

For me, the Church is the enemy.

Yet habit - strange thing! what cannot habit accomplish?

If you do the same thing every night, that's the death of music.

I've been worrying about God a little bit lately... It seems like he's been in a bad mood. And I think it has to do with the quality of lovers he's been getting.