I WANT TO BE WITH SOMEONE WHO DREAMS OF DOING EVERYTHING IN LIFEAND NOTHING ON RAINY SUNDAY AFTERNOONS.

I hope to arrive at my death, late, in love, and a little drunk.

I worry there is something broken in our generation, there are too many sad eyes on happy faces.

We are made of all those who have built and broken us.

Brushing a girl’s hair behind her earonce a daywill solve more problemsthan all thosetherapists and drugs.

She was afraid of heightsbut she was much more afraid of never flying.

Depression is being colorblind and constantly told how colorful the world is.

From the moment I saw her I knew this onewas worththebroken heart.

Our songslive longer thanour kingdoms.

I will follow you, my love, to the edge of all our days, to our very last tomorrows.

We humans are so tortured by not properly guessing what will make us happy.

He screamed in agony as large black wings erupted from his back - each had four large talons on it.

Blessed indeed is the man who hears many gentle voices call him father.

Every man must get to heaven his own way.

The world is a wheel always turning.

Hearing God is about the very specific issue of what it means to live with guidance in our life.

The writer, as I see it, has the right of way, so it's up to the reader to look out.

I think public health is kind of in a very sad state of affairs here in this country.

I'm not competing in Iowa for a reason.

Boy lift it up, lets make a toasta Lets get drunk, its gon bring us closa Don't I look like a HalleBerry posta?

Chekhov is this poet of melancholy and isolation and of wishing you were somewhere else than where you are.