“I Want to be Your Favorite Hello and Hardest Goodbye.”

He has a superb groin. A silky pouch. A secret garden. The groin of a sire. I once saw just such a creamy, velvet groin on a male antelope.

I’m closing my eyes so I can feel being inside you. He placed his hand over his heart and rasped out, I’ve seen too many bad things with these eyes. This, I will feel in my heart.

I ached for red silk romance, and carry me away passion, and I ached for it with nobody else but him. He was a breed of charming I couldn’t resist.

In the days that followed I couldn’t stop thinking about him. It made me believe maybe there was such thing as love at first sight, if not between a girl and a boy, then at least between a girl and a horse.

Those who see all creatures in themselves And themselves in all creatures know no fear. Those who see all creatures in themselves And themselves in all creatures know no grief.

According to the philosopher Ly Tin Wheedle, chaos is found in greatest abundance wherever order is being sought. It always defeats order, because it is better organized.

There are two types of teachers. The ones who teach you to use the text to find answers, and the ones who teach you to use the text to find another whole world of answers.

An artist’s job is to inspire, from the Latin inspirare: to breathe into. The primary function of art is to inspire new thought shaped by emotions using the creative mediums we master – be it painting, music, design, craft, or photography.

We do not spontaneously learn that we don’t learn that we don’t learn.

Love is the greatest and most excellent thing we are masters of and therefore it is folly and baseness to bestow it unworthily. It is indeed the only thing we can call our own: other things may be taken from us by violence, but none can ravish our love.

Moreover, as I was still in the prime of life, it pleased me better to be up and doing.

I was stubborn and refused to chase, I threw my ego away and chased; it does not matter. Some people are just not meant to be.

If you obey the majority of those on earth, they will lead you astray from God’s way. They follow nothing but conjecture. They are only guessing.

The trouble is that we live far from ourselves and have but little wish to get any nearer to ourselves. Indeed we are running away all the time to avoid coming face to face with our real selves, and we barter the truth for trifles.

All beings tremble before danger, all fear death. When a man considers this, he does not kill or cause to kill.

The distance between who I am, and who I want to be is measure only, by my actions.