Being a blesséd writer is a cursed attribute, when you wish to no longer be encompassed by someone and yet you are surrounded by loose leaf papers filled with the sound of his voice.

Everything is all right, When you’re here, When you’re right next to me, When my hand is in yours, Don’t leave me, Don’t leave me empty handed.

Honesty is nothing more than a party trick, and you know how much I love to dance.

Life is terribly awkward and uncomfortable, so we spend our time searching for those who make it all a little less unpleasant.

It is so beautiful to see a relationship that is nourished and fueled by a love expressed with action.

This is an addictive pastime. You take no real risk, touch the world, and it responds. Repeat.

Preach the Gospel at all times. When necessary, use words.

It is not love that is blind, but jealousy.

Doing your best means never stop trying.

When at last we are sure, You've been properly pilled, Then a few paper forms, Must be properly filled. So that you and your heirs, May be properly billed.

I neither drink nor smoke, because my schoolmaster impressed upon me three cardinal virtues; cleanliness in person, cleanliness in mind; temperance.

Morn, Wak'd by the circling hours, with rosy hand Unbarr'd the gates of light.

Being dubbed as a hunk sort of annoys me. It gives me a yucky feeling.

I don't dare postulate about science, but I know that it takes both emotion and intellect in order for art to happen.