If I open my mouthMy word would be of love and hopeTenderness completing me from inside out

Words are God’s gift to mend a broken soul.

I kept reaching for my muses, my wandering muses, floatingon clouds filled with their passions.”(Muses of Wandering Passions, p. 64)

That is what you meant to me: a light that shone through the darkness.” (Your smile, p. 56)

You keep me here. You can't live in a world where you don't know where and what I am doing. We inside each others souls.

My wandering imagination never gives up on me and always finds ways to explore what my emotions entail.

Behind these eyesthere is a girl trapped withinher pain – a girl feeling all the emotionsof anger and sadness.She’s fighting for a way out.” (In her eyes, p. 39)

Knowledge is not always power.

Sin is a fact of life. It is the way we deal with it that changes ours.

You are not dead, until every person who knew you is dead as well." Where did I hear that? It doesn't matter. There is a village in my head.

If somebody is doing more and more to make other people's lives better, have them make all they can, if that's what drives them, because that's what we want.

why shouldn't he? All life is just a progression toward and then a recession from one phrase-- 'I love you

Acting and singing are actually very similar because they're both telling a story.

I wish i could press snowflakes in a book like flowers.

Kenneth Branagh. There was a time in my life when people would tell me constantly that I look like him. I could do a lot worse than that.

Shortest straw pulls the skunk's tail.

I wish I could believe that one person could make a difference.