Let me show you

But how could anyone who's ever seen a summer - big explosion of green and skies lit up electric with splashy sunsets, a riot of flowers and wind that smells like honey - pick the snow?

Live free or die.

It's funny, isn't it? When you are young you just want to be old, and then later you wish you could go back to being a kid.

How can someone have the power to shatter you to dust--and also to make you feel so whole?

Fridays are the hardest in some ways: you’re so close to freedom.

Dystopian novels help people process their fears about what the future might look like; further, they usually show that there is always hope, even in the bleakest future.

And when it started to get dark you pointed to the sky, and told me there was a star for every thing you loved about me.

i think of all the thousands of billions of steps and missteps and chances and coincidences that have brought me here. Brought you here, and it feels like the biggest miracle in the world.

I love you. Remember. They cannot take it

I guess that’s just part of loving people: You have to give things up. Sometimes you even have to give them up.

God depends on us. It is through us that God is achieved.

May we love each other not only at Christmas but all year.

The tongue may hide the truth but the eyes—never!

I didn’t yet know that romantic heroes—famous and not—are usually aimless nomads in disguise.

Earthly possessions dazzle our eyes and delude us into thinking that they can provide security and freedom from anxiety. Yet all the time they are the very source of anxiety.

What man wants is simply independent choice, whatever that independence may cost and wherever it may lead.

Everything is temporary. Everything is bound to end.

Rap is purging itself from the things it didn't need and it's allowing the younger dudes to come up. With that being said you're always going to need people from that golden era.

God put thorns around the Love's door to stop anyone who's not a Lover from entering.