This is a girl you can’t keep. You aren’t allowed to.

Where the cheerful childrenof unwritten poems, play all around, you will find me there.

Only to close these eyesto sleep in the lap of loveand stay there forever.

From all my dreams where you felt everlastingto all my clothes your words used to wear, to the old end, to the new beginning, you have lost me everywhere.

Do you love me enough that I am allowed to be damaged? Do you love me enough that I am allowed to be weak in some places?

What about those Promises of yours to never leave me? she asked, stammering too much this time. His cruel smirk was as gut-wrenching as his words— Promises are meant to be broken, sweetheart.

The way your curious eyes were chasing mine when I stood in front of you, I knew I had known these eyes before.

I feel the pain—everywhere.

I threw myself so far in your depth that it took me a month to come out and notice I was actually sitting in my room. Nowhere else. Not with you.

Someday, even my existence would be felt.

Do you love me enough that I am allowedto be damaged? Do you love me enough that I am allowed to be weak in some places?

Do not forget you will never live forever.

Have you ever met someone and felt like you’ve known them forever?

A cheap and easy cynicism rails at everything. The master of the art accomplishes the formidable task of discrimination.

Weapons that were designed for soldiers in war theaters don’t belong on our streets.

I enjoyed retirement the right way linguine con vongole, red wine and plenty of truffle cheese.

I am not one for half measures or half-hearted efforts.

First we have to understand what doubts and fears are, how anxiety and doubts and fears come about. They are a psychic disease.

My co-pastor is Randy Frazee. Randy is the brightest bulb in this box. He really has a feeling for what a church needs in terms of maturity, so I listen to him.

Use your power to do whatever it takes to secure for humankind an enduring place on this little blue speck in the universe - our only hope.

Today is always here,' said Sethe. 'Tomorrow, never.