we talk of plans that are going to happen.we talk of the future, as if we know we will last.there is a sort of comfort in that.

every choice i have ever made after you existedhas been dependent on exactlyhow close i can have you next to meand how long i can get you to stay.

i wanted to destroy you.you are mine to ruin.something so beautifulshould only exist for me.

let your love cover me like skin.i want the whole world to see.

we talk of plans that are going to happen.we talk of the future, as if we know we will last.there is a sort of comfort in that.

you came in slowly like the fogand consumed me.

i want so much to touch youwhere my hands cannot.

some people are so deepyou fall into themand you never stop falling.

i swallowed the syllables of your nameand i was full.

you came in slowly like the fog and consumed me.

Social hierarchy doesn’t hold a candle to the power of feeling isolated in your own skin.

There is something curiously boring about somebody else's happiness.

One day can make your life. One day can ruin your life. All life is, is four or five days that change everything.

God, who prepares His work through ages, accomplishes it when the hour is come, with the feeblest instruments.

We cannot come to honour under Coverlet.

I am willing to walk toward, and then through, whatever may be seen in the moment as being greater than myself.

What lies behind us and what lies ahead of us are tiny matters compared to what lives within us.

You have to envision yourself winning to win.

The stories are what no one wants to talk about. So you make up a story because no one is going to tell you the truth.

I like to live life in an understated way because that's who I am - an ordinary guy who has experienced an extraordinary journey.