The art of longing's over, and it's never coming back.

There is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in.

We are not mad. We are human.We want to love, and someone must forgive us for the paths we take to love, for the paths are many and dark, and we are ardent and cruel in our journey.

I don't consider myself a pessimist. I think of a pessimist as someone who is waiting for it to rain. And I feel soaked to the skin.

I greet you from the other side of sorrow and despair, with a love so vast and shattered it will reach you everywhere.

I wish I could say everything in one word. I hate all the things that can happen between the beginning of a sentence and the end.

We are so lightly here. It is in love that we are made. In love we disappear.

May you be surrounded by friends and family, and if this is not your lot, may the blessings find you in your solitude.

We are so small between the stars, so large against the sky.

You live your life as if it's real.......a thousand kisses deep

Reality is one of the possibilities I cannot afford to ignore

We ought to courageously live life

We were perfectly decorous together. It took the will of both of us. I trusted him with me, and myself with him.

My dad was nothing but a bingo call.

The difference between a 20-something and a 30-something man? Wisdom. At 20 years old, we dont really get how sensitive and beautiful women are. By 30, were finally starting to learn.

You cannot impart what you do not possess.

The fact is, America needs energy and new energy infrastructure, and the Keystone XL pipeline will help us achieve that with good stewardship.

Local competing businesses were thereby losing revenue.

Always consider giving someone the benefit of the doubt. Until he establishes that this is a game... And if it's a game, then you need to win.

Do you know how to read?" "No. It is one of the black arts." He nodded. "But a useful one," he said.

A writer is a reader who is moved to emulation.