being is one day and a million nights. the blood on the glass, blood lust with the sun holding. the universe beats for the lost and found. with you.

The only thing I know about me is that it is you.

lips, red, ruby, like the blood, like the voice.

The edge of the sea masks a clock that marks the waves.

Loving you is kissing the night, exposing the scars, words in flames, for every drop and for every life.

i like your embraces because the vertigo smells like the sun.

he hates skiing but he loves the mountains and like that with everything.

Takes a lot of tries before you hit perfection." He paused to reconsider that. "Well, except for my parents. They got it on the first try." (Adrian)

President Obama's record on national security is a tribute to his strength, and judgment, and to his preference for inclusion and partnership over partisanship.

I love home. I'll stay up there for days on end, I won't even go down the driveway to look for the mail.

Experience taught me that working families are often just one pay check away from economic disaster. And it showed me first-hand the importance of every family having access to good health care.

I stand by whatever I read from Univision.

There is no sin so profound, no despondency so low, no misery so abject, but the love of Christ is deeper.

To have strength without knowing how to use it means nothing.

I have nothing intelligent to say.

This entire most beautiful order of good things is going to pass away after its measure has been exhausted; for both morning and evening were made in them.

poetry is the breath and finer spirit of knowledge