“Sometimes it’s the ones that seem to love themselves the most, that actually love themselves the least.”

It was her chaos that made her beautiful.

She wore the moonlight-like lingerie.

Adventure runs on all sorts of whiskey.

True art comes from flying with the madness so close you burn your eyelashes.

A sky full of stars and he was staring at her.

She was everything real in a world of make-believe.

Love is strange dark magic.

I aspire to be an old man with an old wife laughing at old jokes from a wild youth.

Thinking of you is a poison I drink often.

I love you most in that place between coffee and sleep.

We were strange in love with her and I too wild to last too rare to die.

I want to be with someone who dreams of doing everything in life and nothing on rainy Sunday afternoons.

We, humans, are so tortured by not properly guessing what will make us happy.

You deserve to be the person you were meant to be.

Life is a journey to find people weird like you.

Never go in search of love, go in search of life, and life will find you the love you seek.

Suppose we suddenly wake up and see that what we thought to be this and that, ain’t this and that at all?

That life you’re living – is it really yours?

She doesn’t need to be alone to be lonely. She doesn’t need to speak to be heard.

To do nothing is the way to be nothing.

The only people who see the whole picture,’ he murmured, ‘are the ones who step out of the frame.

A lie told once remains a lie but a lie told a thousand times becomes the truth.

To understand all is to forgive all.

Your dark times will show you who can never be your light.