Sometimes things are most beautiful when they're coming to an end.

Stare up at the stars, Don't be fearful of the night.For, it is the darkness, That lets us know the light.

Now I know I'm not broken, For the stars within my soul, Have just built constellations, To keep me feeling whole.

Despite her fears she found, The secret to an outstanding life, Is risking the fall, For the possibility of flight.

Just a drop in the ocean, " you say, And that may be true, But the ocean wouldn't be as full, If it weren't for you.

The key to your happiness, Depends on what's in focus.

She taught me that the nighttime, Is when the stars tend to thrive.

If chaos is a masterpiece, Then you should see my heart.If battle scars are beautiful, Then I'm a work of art.

There are struggles you cannot win, but a man can meet his own heart if value is found in loss. Give yourself permission to cry.

The brightest candles burn out faster

A man who owns a dog is, in every sense of the words, its master; the term expresses accurately their mutual relations. But it is ridiculous when applied to the limited possession of a cat.

There's such a big buzz around boxing at the moment. Everything's happening and there's so much building up with a lot of young talent coming through.

I would never attach myself to a brand that doesn't represent me.

I have been going to the gym instead of the bar, trying to get back down to my fighting weight.

"War gives men a plain-and-simple something to do ... Women write diaries in the hope that their words will beckon fate." It's a romantic manifesto.

Nature does not have to insist.

What lies north of the North Pole?

My faith is whatever makes me feel good about being alive. If your religion doesn't make you feel good to be alive, what the hell is the point of it?