Because someday, in one way or another, you will be taken from me or I you.

TimeYou were the oneI wanted mostto stay.But time could notbe kept at bay.The more it goes, the more it's gone—the more it takes away.

One day you will be nostalgic for today.

...you cannot control the depth of a wound another inflicts upon you.

Some pieces will sing to your present, others may echo of your past, and the rest could whisper of your future.

There is a certain quality to words that when strung in a certain way--has an almost hypnotic effect.

I did not know that it was love until I knew.

It was like being seen after a perpetual darkness, I replied. To be heard after a lifetime of silence.

He deftly dealt his swiftest blow--I fell further than, I was meant to go.

The glass bottle does not know its own contents. It has no idea whether it is a vessel for the most delicious apple cider, a lovingly crafted wine, or a bitter poison.

...but how could I have stopped him from taking what was already his?

I think that we may safely trust a good deal more than we do.

Place nothing above the verdict of your own mind.

My love ,she speaks like silence, without ideals or violence. She doesn't have to say she's faithful, yet she's true.

Never surrender opportunity to security.

Let's be realistic. Let's do the impossible!

Novelisation doesn't imply the truth. Readers are sophisticated enough to know that.

I had a dual role: designer and advocate.

Every once in a while, someone will mail me a single popcorn kernel that didn't pop. I'll get out a fresh kernel, tape it to a piece of paper and mail it back to them.

Every time I've failed, people had me out for the count, but I always come back.

Live, laugh, and love!! Blessings!!