How stubborn life is, It clings like silver in our souls.

Be content to love, to dazzle in the light, If only for moments… And then be gone, With gladness in your heart, Before the creeping shadows Claim too much your sadness at leaving.

Ours was such a delicious risk. My being abruptly and altogether Ecstatic and be-stilled.

On the canvas of life, Every sweep of the brush matters, Counts for something.

Sense how Even the smooth stones ache With stories of their own In the shuddering light of day.

The searing light of morning Asks unwelcome questions, Fragile hopes soon blistered by daylight.

Be brave enough to never yearn For that you cannot hold close In your heart forever. Tread lightly, cherish compassion And live in the moment without fear.

Ultimately not one amongst us Will ever be denied that, The glimmer of a chance to shine.

I am sad, like the hot dust on the streets And the music of fresh fallen leaves Caught in a sliding summer breeze.

Sublime moments refracted, Even if only for seconds, Caught forever in your soul.

Nothing that truly matters Can ever evaporate, Be excised, Burnt out of your soul.

Every animal leaves traces of what it was

It ain't just about writing on some documents, author writes on to the readers' heart and mind.

Friends, we have a hero living among us.

Stay here!" he commanded me, then he raced off after Cal. I stopped for just a moment. Then I ran after them.

I quite like being who I am.

As God is my witness, he is broken in half!

Centralization as a system is inconsistent with a non-violent structure of society.

You exist but as a part inherent in a greater whole. Do not live as though you had a thousand years before you. The common due impends; while you live, and while you may, be good.

Guns 'N' Roses music was part of the fabric of all people.

What such a man needs is not courage but nerve control, cool headedness. This he can get only by practice.