Kiss with your soul, where lips can never reach. Touch with your eyes, penetrate deep. Love every part, fully, complete.

Forbidden things - my God, I'm drawn to them like a moth to a flame.

Her eyes, full of ancient, sacred wisdom. Her bones, deposits of inherited bravery. She is a proud descendant of strong, courageous women who went to the stakes fighting for their truths.

Be with someone who willingly runs in the storm with you, not someone who cowers away because of turbulent winds.

She’s into authentic hearts and mind shattering conversations. Good music and quirky art. Weirdness and eccentric people. Love, kindness and genuine souls. She’s into all this and so much more.

She's a dark-eyed, red flame, bohemian hurricane.

I swear that girl was born with a pen in her hand, the moon in her hair and stars in her soul.

You have dirty hands and dark wild eyes, but by far you are the purest heart I have ever known.

Your soul is so bohemian, free and gypsy wild. Come swim with me in the calming sea, let's be mermaids for awhile.

Once our souls collided and caught fire, there was no turning back. Love is a collision of two stars -- it's as simple and as complicated as that.

You think you know me, I've barely peeled back one layer.

The show became its own little world, with its own internal rhythm and high standards.

Clouds shed the agony of the sky and rain concludes it by covering us in filth. What do you think about the puddles of mud and traffic jams? I so hate rain.

Down on your knees, and thank heaven, fasting, for a good man's love.

I suggest you to do war but never love because in war either you live or you die. But in love neither you live nor you die.

If we remain compelled by comfort, we will miss the greatest adventures of our calling.

The family is a haven in a heartless world.

To be more aware, we need only listen for and let go of the thoughts which steal our attention.

A ship is a beauty and a mystery wherever we see it.

In the last 100 years since the invention of sound reproduction, music has really taken off and it is much more a common language because of records and transportation.

Take this at least, this last advice, my son: Keep a stiff rein, and move but gently on: The coursers of themselves will run too fast, Your art must be to moderate their haste.