“Deep in earth my love is lying and I must weep alone.”

There are chords in the hearts of the most reckless which cannot be touched without emotion.”

Either the memory of past bliss is the anguish of to-day; or the agonies which are have their origins in ecstasies which might have been.

The best things in life make you sweaty.

A million candles have burned themselves out. Still I read on.

Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore.

Never to suffer would never to have been blessed.

Stupidity is a talent for misconception.

The true genius shudders at incompleteness – and usually prefers silence to saying something which is not everything it should be.

I wish I could write as mysterious as a cat.

I felt that I breathed an atmosphere of sorrow.

A man’s grammar, like Caesar’s wife, should not only be pure, but above suspicion of impurity.

To die laughing must be the most glorious of all glorious deaths!

And so being young and dipped in folly I fell in love with melancholy.

All that we see and seem is but a dream within a dream.

Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.

Lord, help my poor soul.

We built futures I’ll never get to visit. But I still have to watch them crumble.

I have no idea how I made it this far without you.

I dont want a broken heart because Ill lose the pieces.

I used every color on my palette to bring you back to life. Now you paint the most beautiful rainbows in someone else’s skies.

There is magic in shattering, for the most beautiful masterpieces are made from broken glass.

Those who try to break you, come shattered themselves.

It is hard to befool a fool who has already been fooled so many times.

Wish I could be a fragile piece of glass to accept my brokenness.