She had picked up life where she had left off... and hoped that would be enough to get the universe to politely overlook her.

She had thought he was dead, or at least not totally alive, and you could not still be dating someone you believe had an autopsy, so it was not really cheating.

You kill by consent, every time you let something… pervert the balance when you have the power to stop it.

They may have been rightly overbearing in her formative years, but they also loved Roselyn enough to trust she needed dreams more than realities.

She did not arrive at Annandale without taking the chisel to herself more than once, without rubbing up against a few boys to smooth an edge or two.

Now that this destiny was about to happen, every instinct within him fought against it, realizing he had been fetishizing suicide.

Her rebirth stood in her mind with the clarity of a perfect diamond, the light scattering the rainbows through her body.

She had seen this relationship dying before it ever lived, but allowed optimism and lust to blind her.

You and me? We are never going to be just friends. The only time I'm not adoring you is when I am too busy hating you and wishing to God I never met you...

I wanted a life of adventure. I wanted to travel. I wanted to work my way up to being Somebody. I wanted to leave a mark on the Earth and be remembered.

She kissed him… long enough he could almost hear her thoughts. Long enough that he began to know her story, know what she had been through.

When the reality looks magnificent, a real art of photography has only one choice: To capture this beauty magnificently!

Stars do not shine on their friends alone.

Standing is symbolic of life itself, Open space is just a distance between you and someone else

I have been trying all my life to like Scotchmen, and am obliged to desist from the experiment in despair.

One can learn, at least. One can go on learning until the day one is cut off.

While I made a splash, rappers came and passed But still I ask myself: how long does famous last?

It is dangerous to engage in even the most innocuous-seeming discourse with the FBI/ Homeland Security/ a local detective.

No work, as long as it is decent, can ever disgrace anybody.

Tis the privilege of Art Thus to play its cheerful part, Man on earth to acclimate And bend the exile to his fate.

I am content and happy with my situation and like the flexibility that comes with being self-employed. And it's nice to know that I can contribute something to society