As the sky prepares to settle its tired, aching feetinto the night’s velvet slippersI settle, into my armchair, soaking the teabag, of my thoughts, into warm liquidy stars.

the intensityin your eyesburns my penas i write.

For it is up to you and meto take solacein nostalgia's armsand our abilityto create the everlastingfrom fleeting moments.

love wounds me with soft pillows with tender lips and fingers

I breathe in...the fragranceof love, and moist sandthe onehis roses lefton both my handsI just keep on breathingevery momentas much as I canpreserving it, in my bodyfor the dayit can’t.

Tell me..how do you stand there?filling the doorway....of my life.

I want to read every book that’s writtenhear every song that was sungI want to gaze at every cloudand hold the zing of each fruit on my tongue.

I realizedJune had never beenjust a monthmusic...never just a trembleon my lipswarmth was nevermerely a blanket.

I breathe in...the silenceof my own heartaching with tendernesswith memories..Of home.

kisses explode when... someone believes in me when my heart cries out a song of thanks to yours.

When I write...I am in the fond armsof a childhood friendupon whose colorful heart I can hang the charcoal drawingsof my woes.

The test of learning psychology is whether your understanding of situations you encounter has changed, not whether you have learned a new fact.

A thought may be very commendable as a thought, but I value it chiefly as a window through which I can obtain insight on the thinker.

None of the characters I've played are really like me. That would be boring. It wouldn't be acting.

Men of honor will do things for their children that they would never consider doing for themselves.

The great test of life is ... not to endure storms, but to choose the right while they rage.

The other nice thing about the robes is that they keep you cool in the summer, and we were filming sometimes in Rome, where it was sometimes over 100 degrees.

When you have done your best with what you know how to do best - and people everywhere look at you with a friendly smile.

The tragedy of man is that the happy moments of life behave like the birds of the forests: They appear and disappear suddenly!

There is only one thing I can say about the Shah- he knows how to draw a crowd.

Never affirm anything unless you are sure it is true.