“How easy it was to hide from everything; everything except the truth in your eyes.”

How is it that I can drink from your lips and still crave? More and more, and even more of you.

And love stopped being love when it began to feel like a trap, instead of freedom.

I breathe in the first glimmers of freedom – it tastes of sweet hopefulness.

Wanting you has been a thirst I have not been able to quench.

I lost myself willfully in half-forgotten madness, futilely for in the throes, I still remember you.

Shadows may haunt your steps, but you will keep walking.

Although my heart has broken a thousand times, it has never lost its capacity for love.

To be the water that engulfs your skin, oh, let me be the sea you drown in.

Her thoughts are poetry, sheer beauty to behold, pay attention when she gives you a glimpse.

And every breath without you is torture, but at least I can finally breathe again.

And I’m bruised but never broken.

There is a story to tell in even the mundane, and beauty in the most unsuspecting.

And you have fast become my weakness, even as you remain my source of strength.

To be looked at and not found wanting – how beautiful to be enough.

My skin holds echoes of you; in every line, you used to trace and empty space you used to fill.

I accepted all of you – except for the vital part, that couldn’t accept all of me.

Learn how spirit works, a few simple rules, living a perfect spiritual life is easy,

It is easy to remove the mind from harping on the lost illusion of immortality. The disciplined intellect fears nothing and craves no sugar-plum at the day’s end, but is content to accept life and serve society as best it may.

Little Zac had it easy – but he didn’t realize he had it easy, so he took it for granted.

One of the easiest shots in golf is chipping. It should be the easiest. It’s like throwing a ball or pitching pennies. It’s easy. And I struggle with that, and the struggle is all mental.

Some men are like nails, very easily drawn; others however are more like rivets never drawn at all.

Nowadays, manners are easy and life is hard.

I know the blessing of having a dad who played 16 years in the league. That experience, and seeing him as an example, let me know that it’s possible. It’s not easy, but it’s possible.

I think goals should never be easy, they should force you to work, even if they are uncomfortable at the time.