“Such ever was love’s way: to rise, it stoops.”

I give the fight up: let there be an end, a privacy, an obscure nook for me. I want to be forgotten even by God.

So, fall asleep love, loved by me for I know love, I am loved by thee.

If all the world is a stage and life is just a play upon it, get me two seats in the stalls.

What a thing friendship is – World without end.

Earth changes, but thy soul and God stand sure.

I count life just a stuff To try the soul’s strength on.

But what if I fail of my purpose here? It is but to keep the nerves at strain, to dry one’s eyes and laugh at a fall, and baffled, get up and begin again.

Art remains the one way possible of speaking truth.

Night conceals a world but reveals a universe.

Pleasure must succeed to pleasure, else past pleasure turns to pain.

Most progress is most failure.

Good to forgive, Best to forget.

Who knows most, doubts most.

Truth is within ourselves.

Ignorance is not innocence but sin.

Who hears music feels his solitude peopled at once.

I love listening to new stuff, at home in LA I always have the radio on to hear what is happening.

I have heard much about “Love is everything” but at times all you need is just one thing – yourself and that’s also love.

Let’s call an Uber, I don’t think either of us is in any condition to drive. You a little drunk off me and me just totally intoxicated from you.

You cannot force a vine to grow the fruit of an apple tree, for the sake of your love of apples. What fruit can it possibly bear?

Be kind and spread love. I have been seeing a lot of negativity which makes me sad.

My blood is fifty percent alcohol the other half was you.

We all go through feelings of excitement, depression, happiness, stress, love, and the list goes on. 

I revel in the solace found when gold rays caress your sleeping face. Blissfully unaware of the beauty they’re revealing.