“The art of missing you, crafted to perfection. – artisan.”

I have tried this letting go part and ended up holding you closer then before. – everyday.

The trick to enjoy this, and see it as a part – of the process.

Love is a mix tape, a blend of lovers part of the same romance. – the romance is you.

Avoidance. Probably the worst dance. – Complicated.

I remember many songs of september but mostly I remember hers.

Imagine her to be more then just – a dream.

I still come here it somehow comforts me – to miss you.

Well it looks like the sun set on us like it set on the orange sky – as the thunder rolls.

There is something extraordinary about watching her inhabit the world. – and sometimes she catches me staring.

The depth to her sea proved to be stronger than any mans current.

Quite literally she had time on hand, while staring at the lines in her skin. – Sketches of a maze.

Empty. Like a vase without flowers – it felt.

How, love and addiction can have similar strains – of attachment.

One can easily make the mistake to lose yourself – incompletely.

Sometimes we send out our signals and then the universe responds. -recovering the satellites.

Broken before catching – a break.

Art’s everything we hope life would be, a lot of times.

Diplomacy is the art of saying ‘Nice doggie’ until you can find a rock.

To me, music is art and fashion is art, but fame? Fame isn’t art, but the person you become when you’re famous – your alter ego – that’s art.

The increase of known truths stimulates the investigation, establishment, and growth of the arts.

Freedom is absolutely necessary for the progress in science and the liberal arts.

It is hard to separate the art from the artist.

Let your art reflect your soul.

Knowing how to be solitary is central to the art of loving. When we can be alone, we can be with others without using them as a means of escape.