Woman cannot survive on droplets, she requires waves to regularly crash over her shores as the moon gives way to the sun...

There is a waterfall in every dream. Cool and crystal clear, it falls gently on the sleeper, cleansing the mind and soothing the soul.

Monogamy is faith in the faithless

All women are lifelong members of the Secret Service...So, if you must lie, better make sure you cover your tracks because there is no such thing as a 'dumb blonde'...

The night it fallsThe stars shine throughThe inky blackThat is the cueFor plot demandsThat dreams be sownThe fantasies I have aloneThe words come fastThey flow like wineI am the midnight writer...

Brushing the clouds away from my eyes, I see clarity in the raindrop and beauty in the first ray of morning sun...Life is strange and wondrous...

You are the oxygen that inflames the lust in my soul...

Passion drove her deeper, into the abyss beneath his skin where she mapped his soul to the dance of his heartbeat...

A timeless energy encircles the world, drawing humanity into its grasp, eternally swirling, pulling souls together, tearing them apart in the eternal struggle of love, life and loss...

The silence of a wounded soul roars louder than any tempest...

Within the eye, mysteries of the soul burn deeply beneath the fiery chasms of love and patiently wait for an awakening ...

The best you can offer is to be for God, the good you can do is to help fellow human beings and the result of this can be to greatness with sincerity together with integrity.

Life was simpler when we thought no one cares about what we think.

Even a baby can write a poem. It doesn't guarantee the sale.

There's a very thin difference between lying and breaking the promise.

Many things I might not write today because I no longer believe them, but I wouldn't change them, since I believed them at the time.

I've got a couple of full-time jobs, since I'm raising a kid, so it's a lot.

I was always just kind of obsessed with guitar, even before I started playing.

Life is a God-damned, stinking, treacherous game and nine hundred and ninety-nine men out of a thousand are bastards.

Some preachers ought to put more fire into their sermons or more sermons into the fire.