“My life has crept so long on a broken wing Through cells of madness, haunts of horror and fear, That I come to be grateful at last for a little thing.”

Who is wise in love, love most, say least.

This barren verbiage, current among men, Light coin, the tinsel clink of compliment.

Ah, Christ, that it were possible, For one short hour to see The souls we loved, that they might tell us What and where they be.

God gives us love! Something to love He lends us; but when love is grown To ripeness, that on which it throve Falls off, and love is left alone: This is the curse of time.

Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow: The year is going, let him go; Ring out the false, ring in the true.

Love lieth deep; Love dwells not in lip-depths; Love laps his wings on either side the heart Absorbing all the incense of sweet thoughts, So that they pass not to the shrine of sound.

It’s better to have tried and failed than to live life wondering what would’ve happened if I had tried.

Four grey walls, and four grey towers, Overlook a space of flowers, And the silent isle imbowers The Lady of Shalott.

Blind and naked ignorance delivers brawling judgments, unashamed, on all things all day long

Self-reverence, self-knowledge, self-control; these three alone lead one to sovereign power.

All things human change.

A lie that is half-truth is the darkest of all lies.

Silence, beautiful voice.

Nothing in Nature is unbeautiful.

More things are wrought by prayer than this world dreams of.

Shape your heart to front the hour, but dream not that the hours will last.

Sometimes solutions aren’t so simple; sometimes goodbye’s the only way.

Even those who never frown eventually break down.

If you strike upon a thought that baffles you, break off from that entanglement and try another, so shall your wits be fresh to start again.

Love to faults is always blind, always is to joy inclined. Lawless, winged, and unconfined, and breaks all chains from every mind.

Many a law, many a commandment have I broken, but my word never.

Everything you say to me takes me one step closer to the edge, and I’m about to break.

Anybody who’s ever been broken up with, or had their heart stepped on or ripped out of them; you question everything you’ve based your whole life on. It’s like, is anything real? Cause nothing ‘s more real than that, and now it’s gone.

Time goes by living without you. Hope you know, I’ve been thinking about you.