“If it isn’t Happy Ending yet, keep writing.”

In the end you learn when to let go and when to hold on.

I loved you as Icarus loved the sun- too close, too much.

All the poetry in the world could not put us together again.

The worst goodbye is the one you never thought you’d have to say.

How sad, to face a future without the one you planned it with.

We’ll go slow, together,

I wish it had meant as little to me, as it did to you.

And life went on. It was not the same, but it went on.

Who you want and who you need and sometimes two different people.

We were almost fine, almost together.

Of all the lies I have ever lived, my favorite was You and I.

Almost. Maybe. Perhaps. Nearly. So close- A collection of the saddest words.

And nobody is winning the war inside me.

Some people can be in your memories but not in your life.

Our love was of the autumn- heady, golden and pure. But limited, always doomed to expire.

The more you care, the more it hurts.

Life begins where fear ends.

It is our sacred duty to recognize the unending and immeasurable sacrifices our military families make in support of their loved ones and for our country.

It would be wonderful if I could see the end of civilization during my lifetime.

I knew you tried to change the ending.

A difficult game but a very important point. Keep on fighting until the end.

When you have absolutely no idea what’s going to happen to you or what your career’s going to end up like and you’re just really open to anything, then you don’t really have anything to loose.

Things will be OK in the end. If it’s not OK, it’s not the end.

Success comes when we wake up every day in that never-ending pursuit of why we do what we do.