“We are all just infinities, bounded by our bodies, trying to find forever in a numbered days.”

A few days might mean nothing, but when you are going through hell, they feel like an eternity.

I push people away because I’m afraid if I get hurt, I might not heal again. I push them so away. I paint my walls so good they can’t recognize me anymore. I don’t give people a chance.

After you, no one has really stayed. Maybe it’s because I look for you in everyone else.

The lantern of my dreams, the more it burns, the brighter it seems.

How many tears and how much pain. Before I stand up tall and rise again?

When you are on your way to find yourself, Remember that getting lost is a part of the process.

Once I was the sun. The sun that burnt so bright it lit up everyone’s sky. The sun ran out of fuel. The sun that died under its own weight. The sun that sucks on the light of others now. The sun is now a black hole, itself.

Don’t be afraid to love all your broken pieces. They will finally wether with the waters of ages, shrinking into friendly gemlike pebbles that are soft to your soul.

I have always wished someone to look right through all my struggles without me having to utter a word.

Leave me alone in the rain. Let me feel the pain.

The brighter the light, The darker the shadows. The more the lights, The more the number of shadows.

INAUDIBLE. How am I supposed to clean up this mess? Put the pieces back together and make sure it feels alright in my chest. Then wear a smile and walk ahead.

I am an arrow – Put me in your bow and let fly. Let this story go by in the blink of an eye.

It sucks to lose everything your heart beats for.

I wish I had a time-turner so that I could spend a little more time with you. You left too soon, you left too fast.

Is it too late to bring those forevers back to life?

Beg me to fill your body with my dangerous seed.

My eye, my brain, are images, parts of my body. How could my brain contain images since it is one image among others?

Nothing is entitled to her skin but her flesh and bones.

They may kill me, but they cannot kill my ideas. They can crush my body, but they will not be able to crush my spirit.

I’ve still got both kidneys, but one doesn’t work, so I have to be careful not to drink too much, even water, and I have to keep myself as healthy as possible.

I just try to keep healthy more so than trying to be thin.

Medicine considers the human body as to the means by which it is cured and by which it is driven away from health.

If you spend all day on horseback, and you hop off, you walk around like you still have a horse between your legs. And it affects your shoulders. They fall.