There is a hole in the heart called "absence". You live in it my dear.

I still smell your absence on my skin. It smells of insomnia and rusted key locks...

I watched you storm towards the restaurant door. It was a chilly December morning and the birds sitting on the high wires in the neighborhood refused to fly any longer.

There was warmth in his large piercing brown eyes. The kind of warmth that tucks a child into bed. The same kind of warmth that dries your wet hair on a rainy December afternoon.

I want to be the thought that takes your mind off the road and your hand off the steering wheel.

There are people that damage you for life. The day they walked into your life will forever be a turning point you will use to label and count your years with... Your own BC and AD.

You have the face of a man who gently caresses field flowers and dandelions. And a smile that is like a dagger, cutting the sun in halves.

You don't need an ocean to feel like you're drowning. You feel it, between your chest and your throat, the weight of it stretching you outside your self, like a dead fish on the shore.

No one made sense of the love they shared. They didn't get the hang of it either. But together, the clocks of winter stopped.. And autumn's fallen leaves turned, swiftly, scarlet.

Build my night with your cheeks.

The sea is in your eyes. Your face is an eternal summer. Whoever told you otherwise is a fool!

Accountable Authentic Collaborative Courageous Passionate Lifelong learner Welcomes feedback Biased toward action Solution oriented Change agent

There is two rules to win your battle, Fight smart & fight alone

Modern life would not be possible if it were not for chemicals, nor would modern natural gas production.

Try not be resentful or jealous of other people's success. Know that your path as a performer is going to be very different than others. Try your best not to compare.

I always hope for roles that have some depth and that I can get my teeth into and that will challenge me, in some way.

A young man is embarrassed to question an older one.

If you go into a store, with a gun, and rob it, you have forfeited your right to not get shot

When a man says he does not want to speak of something he usually means he can think of nothing else.

And what else is she?" Jerome asked. Jazza didn't offer any reply so I chimed in with, "A bitchweasel?" "A bitchweasel!" Jazza's face lit up. "She's a bitchweasel! I love my new roommate.

The Rock and Roll Hall of Fame is not a public democratic organization; it's a private club basically. It's like a private golf club and they decide who they're going to let in the club.