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

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.

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.

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

cherry reddenim tornholding closethe smell of warm

All true tea lovers not only like their tea strong, but like it a little stronger with each year that passes — a fact which is recognized in the extra ration issued to old-age pensioners.

For you in the West to hear the phrase 'All men are created equal' is to draw a yawn. For us, it's a miracle. We're starting out at rock bottom, man. But South Africa does have soul.

My ambition really was, even as a child, to be a writer, a commentator, and a teacher, but a teacher of Talmud.

The honeymoon is the only period when a woman isn't trying to reform her husband.

I want a pig. I want a pig on a leash. A baby pig on a leash.

When you are performing in theater, you feel so connected to your audience. Its exhilarating!

I am not the kind of leader who pontificates about what should be done - I don't operate on scenarios, and I am not a prophet.

I can reach the mass audience if I come from different perspectives on every song.

Everywhere I go, I can't wear everything a designer creates. I'm a little more gritty.

Both total accommodation to the culture and total resistance to it are usually signs of intellectual sickness.