We kissed for about the thousandth time, No promises, no demands, Just solid rebuilding of shattered trust.

That's what I'll be. A silhouette, rarely seen, and yet believed in.

That's what I'll be. A silhouette, rarely seen, and yet believed in. Kaeleigh wants to believe in me. I am her twin, forever alive inside her. And when she needs me, I am always here.

Love means holding on to someone just as hard as you can because if you don't, one blink and they might disappear...forever.

Words have power. The power to soothe. The power to skewer someone through the heart. The power to render someone speechless.

What's the point of being a hero when everyone thinks you're a villain?

Sometimes the little things in life mean the most.

One foot in front of the other, counting tiles on the floor so I don't have to focus the blur of painted smiles, fake faces.

Her smile is like summer moonlight-beautiful and magical, with a fire that could melt the night.

Now that I have opened that bottle of memories they're pouring out like wine, crimson and bittersweet.

I know he wants to get serious. He's definitely not a player, not a poser, not a loser, not a user.

Loneliness is the best way to realize that you are not alone..

Refuse to give up, your mistakes don't define youThey don't dictate where you're headed, they remind you

I'm naive enough to think that love is always good no matter how long ago, no matter the circumstances.

Silence has many advantages. When you do not speak, other people presume you to be deaf or feeble-minded and promptly make a show of their own limitations.

A man who cannot control his temper is not very likely to control his passions, and no matter what his pretensions in religion, he moves in daily life very close to the animal plane.

You can't get better at things you never play.

One Whitman is miracle enough, and when he comes again it will be the end of the world.

Self-loathing is the silent hemorrhaging of the soul. You don't feel or see the life force fleeing until it's not longer there, and then, of course, it's too late.

I can’t believe you were going to call me a liar and take my place under the guillotine. Next time I try to save you, woman, you better stay saved. (Fury)

The composition is the organized sum of the interior functions of every part of the work.