she tries to envision spaceeven with her eyes open

Now me and musicplay hide and seek.

Music itself has taught me never to underestimate a mistake, for, in the midst of all, it’s often in that mistake where the realm of the unexpected creation is hidden.

To hide away from the world whose loveless heart has gone astrayand its inhabitants what could be a safer place than my imagination?

I cover the floor with a thin layer of imagination so that i’ll always land softly.

Such dreams provide this temporary illusion of a life that has meaning.

you’re ignoring me so loud that it’s deafening. This silence is so deep that it’s echoing.

the pavement makes no soundas it touches your feetcalm and constantlike silence on repeatlanguidly your thoughts bleedinto the evening airin crimson red the words read'some things are beyond repair

To think that two bodies, crooked by life into question marks, when encountering one another did not form a heart.. To do that, all we needed was to look each other in the eye. But you looked away.

it’s miraculous how the shallow can injure in such a profound way.

I love it when there’s nothingLeft to see but tiny spots of what’s still lightStories piercing the night.

All they had to do was let go, and they'd be free. But they held on.

If you say something and reject any criticism, then your words truly meant to advise yourself.

I don't start with a design objective, I start with a communication objective. I feel my project is successful if it communicates what it is supposed to communicate.

You come into this world as you leave it, on your own. It's made me want to live a life slightly less ordinary.

Memory is the crux of our humanity. Without memory we have no identities. That is really why I am committing an autobiography.

Go out into the world, do your best all day, try to think higher thoughts, try to be kind and compassionate, but don't let people take advantage of you.

National security - the military is the first thing we should spend money on. You have to fully fund that first. And then you should be paying for everything else.

Teacher: "If your daughter knew her spelling words as well as her Bible stories she'd get into Harvard." Me: "I'll settle for Heaven."

The happy heart runs with the river, floats on the air, lifts to the music, soars with the eagle, hopes with the prayer.

As chaste as is the bud ere it be blown.