your handtouching mine.this is howgalaxiescollide.

The splendid thingabout falling apartsilently...is thatyou can start overas many timesas you like.

even in the loneliest momentsi have been therefor myself.

some winterswill never meltsome summerswill never freezeand some things will only... live in poems.

...so i will greet youin a wayall loved thingsare meant to be greetedwith a tear in my heartand a poem in my eye.

i have laughedmore than daffodilsand cried more than June.

To fall in love with someone's thoughts - the most intimate, splendid romance.

the intensityin your eyesburns my penas i write.

lean in to kiss mein all the placeswhere the acheis the most special.

i writebecauseit is the only wayi can reach you.

stronger than mountains.a place where my heart feels the safest- underneath his shirt.

I don't think it was pain that made [Vincent Van Gogh] great - I think his painting brought him whatever happiness he had.

We know that no one ever seizes power with the intention of relinquishing it.

All real success springs from that inward might which we exert upon society.

The solo is a nuanced distillation of sorrow.

Wise man is a good Sherpa; he takes you to the highest places!

If I signed a contract that meant someone else wouldn't be playing.

Beauty without colour seems somehow to belong to another world.

The unique thing about my life is the extent to which it took me on a path-business-I had no desire to walk.

That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon.

Jesus Christ is able to set us free because He has dealt with the sin that enslaves us.