You love meand love me notyour love is an arm of clockjoining hands with mineonly to leave me again

Loving you was like jumping into the dark side of a pool, and drowning.

Dear Lover, Your laughter is warm rain, and you are the rainbow.

what is a journeywithout someone who wandersif sometimes a pairis made of two

solder. this is meand you together

...but beautiful mosaics are made of broken pieces.

All of my insecuritiesshine in the dark.

Pina colada kisses and cocaine nipsnever lie, swear to me that this feeling is real.

Dear Lover...you are the only man, who never hurt me, but broke my heart.

I wanted you mine. I wanted me yours.

cherry reddenim tornholding closethe smell of warm

God doesn't act like the Church. No, instead, the Church must act like God.

If the dream is big enough, the facts don't count.

Love and the search for truth are unifying principles.

Scientists are the enemies of tradition , and tradition own all the prisons. - Victor Vigny

'Battlefield' was one of those slow-building songs, the way 'Tattoo' was. It was kind of a word-of-mouth hit. The more people heard it, the more they started requesting it on the radio.

My experiences in film and theatre in the States have been much more rigorous-in England there's an environment of, Let's try this.

I think we all lose in the end because we don't get to stay here forever.

I open the door for old ladies, I help old ladies across the road. I do a show for leukemia every year, but I don't broadcast that because it's against my image.

A lot of times, when you start a show at a young age, you get stuck. You get six years of high school, but I didn't have that.

How is it, Lord, that we are cowards in everything save in opposing thee?