I was falling back again and fast, or maybe I’d never stopped feeling something for him. And it was still hopeless, but at least, I could touch him a little bit.

Talk to me. Say something, anything, " he pleaded quietly as if he was trying to tame a wild animal."There's nothing to say."He looked up and lowered his eyebrows on his eyes. "Why did you kiss me?

He brought his forehead against mine and we breathed the same air, slowly to try and find our composure. But it was impossible for me as long as he’s so close to me. “You’re ruining me.�

I closed my eyes and immediately I pictured Brooklyn’s full lips parted on a moan, her eyes glassy and her pupils dilated, her cheeks flushed and her body…her smoking body bared only for me.

A true encounter with the living God will break the spirit of religiosity, empty man of his pride and conform even the most vile and wicked into a living vessel for His glory.

Today a new sun rises for me everything lives everything is animated everything seems to speak to me of my passion everything invites me to cherish it.

If a man is tongue-tied, don't laugh at him, but, rather, feel pity for him, as you would for a man with broken legs.

Science had better not free the minds of men too much, before it has tamed their instincts.

Whatever life we have experienced, if we can tell our story to someone who listens, we find it easier to deal with our circumstances.

I wanted to live a proper life with deep, interwoven relationships for better or worse, which only death could separate.

I would lock myself in my room and drink a case of Corona and smoke a load of pot.

As soon as a norm is established, people start questioning it, which is probably a good thing in the end.

The only people I have seen who have been truly pushing for the truth are the family members.

Every tear from every eyeBecomes a babe in eternity.