Come closer." His voice was more of a growl than a whisper. Hot.

She haunts my dreams.Shadows of the past.Ripping my heart down the seams.No one to blame but me.I'm a lone wolf now, but I still stare up at the moon, Call her name and wonder if she's looking too...

You made me feel like I was the most important person in the world to you, and then you showed me I never really mattered at all.” I stood up. “I hate you for that, Log

She shook her head, her smile fading a little. “I forget you’re a rock star now. To me, you’re just Logan.”I took her hand. “That’s all I want to be.

You want to prove you never stopped loving me?” She got up and stared down at me. “Start by trusting me with the truth.

Love and hate aren't as far apart as you think.

I ordered a hot chocolate and Chandler got a black coffee. He smiled over at me. "Still no love for coffee?"I shook my head. "Nah, why have bitter and gross when I can have sweet and delicious?

His deep voice rumbled. "You are all that ever mattered to me.

Let your love for books grow, as your confidence grows too.

How are poets able to unzip what they see around them, calling forth a truer essence from behind a common fact? Why, reading a verse about a pear, do you see past the fruit in so transcendent a way?

Limitations are like mirages created by your own mind. When you realise that limitation do not exist, those around you will also feel it and allow you inside their space.

We're all stories in the end.

There is not a man alive who would not want you.

I do believe that, in time, doctors - both alternative and orthodox - will begin using whatever is the highest best treatment for their patients, regardless of the modality.

It's the worst feeling when you come home alone late at night and think the stranger sitting on your couch is a pile of clothes.

If the Devil's in yer pants make cheese with him.

There's a side of me that identifies with Aileen Wuornos.

And I started as a journalism major at Ohio State, ended up in theater and I love to read.