The edge of the sea masks a clock that marks the waves.

The only thing I know about me is that it is you.

lips, red, ruby, like the blood, like the voice.

Loving you is kissing the night, exposing the scars, words in flames, for every drop and for every life.

being is one day and a million nights. the blood on the glass, blood lust with the sun holding. the universe beats for the lost and found. with you.

i like your embraces because the vertigo smells like the sun.

he hates skiing but he loves the mountains and like that with everything.

Dear Single Ladies, Love is precious, Remember this: You are worth pursuing. Don't Cheapen Yourself

She cured me of my sadness.

Whenever you're faced with an explanation of what's going on in Washington, the choice between incompetence and conspiracy, always choose incompetence.

You've seen the first issue and what happened in the last page. Some pretty awful stuff. I don't know why I seem to be very good at drawing it!

Dad built houses and when they were sold, he moved on to a new town, so I know a lot about my native state.

Hang on. This Lord Voldything's back you say?... and now he's sending dismembers after you?... I see. Well that settles it, YOU CAN GET OUT OF THIS HOUSE BOY!

When you stand outside, you look around and find that the people you're with live on the fringes.

I mean *sigh* Sickening eyes I can tell that you're in touch with your feminine side

As long as a man faces life hopefully, confidently, triumphantly he is not a failure

What power is higher than the power of purity?