“Feelings you could never explain. That’s what poetry is.”

Regret is a time travel in a world where time only moves forward.

Can I write you into existence?

He is a friend. A different kind of lover.

The ‘almost’ kinda love never makes it.

Silence is the best storyteller.

I am a wildflower disguised as a flame. It’ll be fun to watch you underestimate me.

When you least expect it, death creeps in and reminds you of life.

Love, let go you’re holding on to things you no longer know – release.

Love yourself, first.

Teach me how to forgive cause I can’t seem to forget.

Missing you like you no longer exist.

The dream is to have the world know what it’s like to love and be loved.

They push you away and say you’ve changed.

The moon reminds me of how beautiful darkness is.

Touch me in all the right places but one: heart.

Nothing screams undress me like the scent of you on me.

It’s very hard not to be condescending when you’re explaining something to an idiot.

No need to erase no need to explain. The beauty is in the change.

I can’t explain it, but from the first day I stepped into a wrestling ring, I knew that one day I was going to be a big superstar. I knew that one day I would be the NWA World Heavyweight Champion like my hero, Lou Thesz.

In acting process, it’s very difficult to explain. It’s something very intimate, very private.

To say that the universe was here last year, or millions of years ago, does not explain its origin. This is still a mystery. As to the question of the origin of things, man can only wonder and doubt and guess.

America is like a dog. I’m sorry, but it is. It cannot understand actual words. It understands inflection. It understands fear. But you can’t actually explain issues to a dog.

I was in disbelief that I’d just explained my dreary life to this bizarre, beautiful boy who may or may not despise me.

How can we explain the perpetuity of envy–a vice which yields no return?