Grief is love turned into an eternal missing

Surely a good therapist should produce a Dorian Gray-style portrait from under the couch so the patient can see the person they really are.

Usually time alters and affects everything, but when someone you love dies time cannot change that, no amount of time will ever change that, so time stops having any meaning.

A selfish person can still love someone else, can't they? Even when they've hurt them and let them down.

I get up and pace the room, as if I can leave my guilt behind me. But it tracks me as I walk, an ugly shadow made by myself.

Your coffin reached the monstrous hole. And a part of me went down into the muddy earth with you and lay down next to you and died with you.

The gastliness of nothing. Because I was nobody's sister now.

When I saw your strand of hair I knew that grief is love turned into an eternal missing.

But grief is the ultimate unrequited love. However hard and long we love someone who has died, they can never love us back. At least that is how it feels...

Grief is the ultimate unrequited love. However hard and long we love someone who has died, they can never love us back. At least that is how it feels....

An explosion in space makes no sound at all.

The sky cries for those filled with sadness

I'm just getting used to all the interviews and promo things, I'm slowly learning. It's very strange.

No garment which distorts the shape and motion of the wearer is beautiful, nor s any garment beautiful which emphasizes more than one or at most two of your sexual characteristics.

It's not that I dislike the police, but I would never go to the police for anything. It's just that I prefer not..., not calling them.

I know my body. What happened is that I got so caught up in the applause I forgot how I should dance. All my life I've been what others wanted - in dancing and in life. Now I'm doing it my way.

Artists reach areas far beyond the reach of politicians. Art, especially entertainment and music, is understood by everybody, and it lifts the spirits and the morale of those who hear it.

Life is short. Make the most of it. Put God first. Love deeply. Forgive quickly. Laugh a lot. Find and live out your purpose.

If you ask me to play myself, I will not know what to do. I do not know who or what I am.

It is a grievous sin in the sight of God for any man to presume to baptize, unless God has authorized him by new revelation to baptize in his name

Strumming my pain with his fingers, singing my life with his words, killing me softly with his song.