plantitIt will sproutBut forget about the rustic festivitiesFor the explosive word falls harmlessly eternal throughthe compact generations

The pattern's laid out on the bedWith dozens of colors of threadBut you've got the needleI guess that's the point in the end

our hearts break, and take us out of relationships that are too painful for us

Being able to channel my creativity, emotions and experience through a character was and is freedom for me.

The perfect world is created when the mind is free to see it.

All we can do is be better prepared today than yesterday and better prepared tomorrow than today.

We're mortal, yet without a known expiration date. It's an inevitable fate worthy of acceptance, but not deserving of predictions.

The wish of peeking at women showering is also a kind of romance.

Life has many ways of testing a person's will, either by having nothing happen at all or by having everything happen all at once.

That is suitable to a man, in point of ornamental expense, not which he can afford to have, but which he can afford to lose.

Question: What is the opposite of faith? Not disbelief. Too final, certain, closed. Itself is a kind of belief. Doubt.