Seeing him again had been a gut punch.

What is this place?’‘Heaven.’ She laughed, ‘with better drinks!

From personal adversity comes great art

She wasn’t sure if she even needed him anymore and the thought made her sad. In consolation, she offered him a kind smile and reached for his dependable hand.

Are you in love with him?’She kept her lips tightly closed as if holding something back.‘Are you in love with me?’She tried to answer but nothing came out. She lowered her eyes to the floor.

In front of him stood the woman of his dreams, giving him one last chance to kiss her.Reason didn’t stand a chance.

It has been utterly exhausting to love you.

She felt damned. As though she were marching to her death. She felt like had been sentenced. And yet she felt eerily free.

Their conversation was like root canal without anaesthesia.

You want me to paint you?’ Genna spoke up raising an eyebrow of displeasure.‘All of me.’ James bowed his head to Genevieve and whispered the words slowly.

He hadn’t saved her. He hadn’t even bothered trying.

Being afraid wouldn't find justice for the family---this boy seemed to understand that.

If we get everything that we want we will soon want nothing that we get.

As a guitar player, you can gravitate to the blues because you can play it easily. It's not a style that's difficult to pick up. It's purely emotive and dead easy to get a start with.

Each person you interact with, is an entire universe unto themselves, a Divine Being, unspeakabley precious.

I don't like smiley pictures. A smile is a defense mechanism. It says, You can't have the real me but here's my smile. You get closer to the real person when they stop smiling.

All men think that all men are mortal but themselves.

For love of country, they accepted death.

Woman, you are a thousand kinds of fool.

I'm not greedy. I just want my half.

The roar of the crowd has always been the sweetest music. It's intoxicating.