in my dreamsi need not to die everyday to be free

A 21st century poet is a woman who can speak her mind and stand upright like a mountain with her convictions, but can adapt like water in an ever changing season without losing her genuine elements.

now i am oldolder enough to have known the worldand i am sad

My poems - they sprang from the depths of my being.

I don't believe in ONE holy book. I believe all books are holy. Of course, some books are holy shit.

I'm not a saint. I'm not an angel. I'm a human being.

Are you threatening to kidnap me?" "If you want to look at it that way," Jace said, "yes.

Thou art in the end what thou art. Put on wigs with millions of curls, set thy foot upon ell-high rocks. Thou abidest ever--what thou art.

Experience is a school where a man learns what a big fool he has been.

I'm glad you're here. We've had some...interesting developments." Leif groaned. "That's Yelena-speak for life-threatening danger.

The mind, the soul, becomes ennobled by the endeavour to create something perfect, for God is perfection, and whoever strives after perfection is striving for something devine.

She squinted up at him. "But I haven't always made good decisions." Pastor Harris smiled. "All that shows is that you're human.

Life comes full circle.

What I feel for you seems less of earth and more of a cloudless heaven.