A dream doesn't die because it has no truth. It dies because you fail to nurture it.

Foggy nights bring some comfort.He can get lost in the mistand there is no one to stare or question.

How do I learn to speakwhen silence is all I know?

But the walls of my resolvemortared with stubbornnesshave been breached by circumstancesI cannot handle alone.

Let me live my final days whole.Let my memory remain that I might know love's face.Life don't unwrap me to be fed to scavengers.I want to escape into light - not exist in darkness.

I seek to be moved, my imagination reborn.Let me feast on poems that feed my hunger.

I now know how your angercame from skeletonsthat rattled in your heartand you couldn't escape them.

There is only one you. Stop trying to devalue yourself by trying to be a copy of someone else.

I am lost in my world, invisible - unknown.Moon please lend meyour light that someonewill me see me.

If there is passion, let me feel its heat.I want my heart to beat fast, my breath raspy, my skin to burn.

I am a butterfly poetbirthed from painflying with the freedomof my verses.

You’re actually fulfilling your calling by going to work and giving your best.

notwithstanding how good a seed my be, it's proper germination, growth and fruit bearing may be mutilated if not planted in a good soil

or dead is coincidental. Copyright 2010 by Karen Fraunfelder Cantwell Chapter

I think therefore I am.

I truly believe that the great heroes that create the history of architecture are people who take risks and write to tell about it.

Good, better, best. Never let it rest. 'Til your good is better and your better is best.

Full and unhesitating implementation of the report's findings must now follow. I call upon the Labour Party to guarantee that there will be zero tolerance of antisemitism.

Be modest in your wants...There is nothing that will cause greater tensions in marriage than grinding debt, which will make of you a slave to your creditors.

Then came the churches, then came the schools, then came the lawyers, then came the rules.

The notion of directing a film is the invention of critics - the whole eloquence of cinema is achieved in the editing room.