Love passed me by and I failed to get the plates.

There is nothing more beautiful than a vulnerable heart in open hands.

A light rain touches my cheek like an angel's butterfly kisses.

The day you were born the angels whispered, "She is going to love him until the day she dies.

I love to feel the temperature drop and the wind increase just before a thunderstorm. Then I climb in bed with the thunder.

I will never claim to know what you are thinking. I only hope I am on your mind.

Affection is invaluable. I will accept your heart as payment and change your mind.

My heart is flooded with love. Drowning is the way to go.

Open your heart and we will melt the key.

Part of me wanted to give him a piece of my mind. He didn't get it as a whole, so I will keep my peace.

Passion is a cobweb duster for the mind.

Our ability to reach unity in diversity will be the beauty and the test of our civilisation.

When you put on clothes that are fighting against something, you can feel your courage grow. Clothing can set you free.

I don't know anything about music theory at all. Zero. But I don't really need to.

I hate roses. Don't you? It's all right if you can hide them in a cutting garden, but I think a rose garden is the height of ick.

A superficial education would be worse than none. But a full education would open every man's eyes to the nature of human existence.

After that one fitnah, every time it calms down in one place, it starts somewhere else.

Maxims are to the intellect what laws are to actions; they do not enlighten, but they guide and direct, and, although themselves blind, are protective.

I have never written a word that did not come from my heart. I never shall.

Talk radio has made an enormous run around establishment media. But the Interne is making an end run around talk radio. Suddenly we're faced with an information age.

Investigation is never complete.