My hunger for writing will die when I have bled for the humans that never found the strength to find the words themselves

And in the end, we were all just humans.. drunk on the idea that love, only love, could heal our brokenness.

Sometimes I sit alone under the stars and think of the galaxies inside my heart and truly wonder if anyone will ever want to make sense of all that I am

It was rather beautiful: the way he put her insecurities to sleep. The way he dove into her eyes and starved all the fears and tasted all the dreams she kept coiled beneath her bones.

she lived with hurricane eyes and fell in love with the way the waves collapsed against her cheeks.

She writes things with her movements that I for the life of me could never write with a pen.

She stared at the stars like they were pillow for her mind and in their light she could rest her heavy head.

Tears are the silent passion for suffering

Nothing brings to life again a forgotten memory like a fragrance.

You can ruin anything if you focus at it.

There is no study that is not capable of delighting us after a little application to it.

I declare my belief that it is not your duty to do anything that is not to your own interest. Whenever it is unquestionably your duty to do a thing, then it will benefit you to perform that duty.

Probably, if you are successful in this world you are stressed, and if you are a failure, you are bored!

Practice. I used to sit on the edge of my bed with a six-pack of Tuborg. My brother would go out to party and get laid, come home at 3am., and I would still be playing with myself.

Far from wife and son am 1, far from land and wealth and other notions of that kind. I am the Witness, the Eternal, the Inner Self.

A brave nation fights only because it must; a cowardly nation fights because it can.

Also because I'm ambiguously ethnic looking, you know, I come to New York and I can be anything. People generally think I'm half of whatever they are.

It is the greatest good for an individual to discuss virtue (aka areté) every day...for the unexamined life is not worth living.

Thought Of equality- as if it harm'd me, giving others the same chances and rights as myself- as if it were not indispensable to my own rights that others possess the same.