“I will not allow the light to blind me, not when even the darkness couldn’t claim me.”

My heart is completely filled by you that I no longer believe I can call it mine.

But you’re already brave. You decided you’re also important, and that’s all that matters.

If only we knew which goodbyes were our last.

With your heartbeat like welcome music, I knew we could make a perfect melody.

You are telling me you tried and still, you lost? Darling, you already won just by trying.

Let the shore take all your negative thoughts into the deepness of the ocean.

I’m just sitting in the darkness, waiting for the light to come. Dear boy, the only way out is the face your fears and become your light.

I don’t have a drug problem. I have a you problem.

I may not fit into your definition of a perfect woman, Even when I have the power to embrace all my flaws and scars. But I get it. You still fail to recognize that perfection lies in the beauty of so many perfections.

Let’s hold hands until the stars drown.

Be the sun and shine. Shine so bright not even the darkest clouds will be able to dull your light.

The taste of your lips? The taste of love.

I want to feel mine again.

She never knew how everybody saw her. All she cared was how she saw herself.

I dare you to change your story. I dare you to build your world again. I dare you.

I need a lifetime with your lips, and still that wouldn’t be enough.

A place is a piece of the whole environment that has been claimed by feelings.

If what you are claiming is true, I would have shouted it from the rooftops.

Hitler had a plausible case to argue when he claimed that the Anschluss was only the application of the Wilsonian principle of self-determination.

My credibility is zero. My wife claims she can go before any judge at any time and have me committed.

I’m obviously not a rapper, and I don’t have any claims to be one, really.

The crucial ingredient in the success of any brand is its claim to authenticity.

It is a voice that cuts you like a razor, but you can still hear the innocence in it, a claim to purity that soars out of the garbage of her throat, carrying evil harmonies.

No state or society can claim to have established human rights once and for all.