...don't think love is just an emotion - I am dangerous and you know it because I will do anything you ask me to do...

...some nights I'd sneak out and listen to the radio in my Dad's old Chevy - children need solitude - they don't teach that in school...

...the wet brush of snowflakes was like your kisses everywhere ...

...no good writing flows from a polluted well - you can write about monsters, but you can't be one...

...I don't just wish you rain, Beloved - I wish you the beauty of storms...

...true love is an irrevocable act - you can only give your heart away once - after that, you give as much as you have left ...

...wherever there is society, there is authority and the temptation to disobedience because our individual wills refuse to submit...

...you think so logically...like a hawk soaring - I feel so chaotically...like a kite without a tail plummeting to earth...

...you fantasize about me reading my poems to you - it doesn't work that way - I write down everything later - living is not an after-thought...

...if you always move in certainty, your writing will be flat - creativity is a rugged terrain...

...is worship too strong a word? yes, I worship you - to worship is to give worth to something – isn’t that what love is all about?...

To the user, the interface is the product.

The body does not create the mind; the Mind creates the body.

The line between life and death is not thicker than an eyelid.

Cristiano is unlucky to be playing in the same era as Messi. Ronaldo is a very good player, but Messi is even better.

Qhuinn gave in immediately, as he was categorically incapable of denying the female anything — most certainly not one of her hugs. They were even better than her lasagna.

Just follow your heart and you'll see no one can love you as much as me.

Surely that which occupies the total time and energies of heaven must be a fitting pattern for earth.

To the believers it is true. To the wise it is false. To the leaders it is useful.

Dignity increases more easily than it begins.