“So many words to say but silence always seemed to be the answer.”

Color my life with the paint of your madness.

I just hope that when I die my body is full of scars telling a beautiful life.

I don’t know what I’m looking for in life, I just have this feeling it looks a lot like you.

It’s funny how some people can make you feel alone and be right next to you. While others can be thousands of miles away and still make you feel connected.

Don’t lose faith in me, my dear. I will always desperately love you.

Let’s call an Uber, I don’t think either of us is in any condition to drive. You a little drunk off me and me just totally intoxicated from you.

We forget hoe easily it is to love when things are good.

Nothing easier than being who you are.

I don’t want to be the water that puts your flame out. I want to be the wind that fans it to it’s full potential.

Learn from the past. Live in the present. Prepare for the future.

I don’t want words that are said. I want words that are meant.

I want those forehead to forehead moments with eyes closed deeply. So deeply that the world disappears and every scent of you leaves an imprint on my mind.

We live in a world where too many minds are distracted while their souls are asleep.

I’m not here to boost your confidence with compliments. I’m here to figure out why you won’t open up. I rather see what the problem is, within the sea of broken promises.

Be with someone who loves you with eyes closed. No surface distractions.

Don’t feed me lies to grow my ego. Give me truths that hurt but also grow my soul.

We don’t have all the answers … as we get older, our bodies need repair.

She is scared to love again, because people change their minds. She is scared to love again, because people leave with no answers, and she is sick of thinking it’s because of her.

My short answer would be that there is no greatest jazz musician of the century. Jazz, like any valid art form, finds its greatness in its expression of the human spirit, and, to me, this can’t be reduced to a contest.

Free markets. What does this system mean? The answer is simple: it is the market economy, it is the system in which the cooperation of individuals in the social division of labor is achieved by the market.

The right answer on raises is you have to be formal. You have to be formal to save your own culture.

Read! Study never stops because publications never stop coming in. It’s read and study. And think about what you’re studying. Take it apart and put it together. Ask ‘why?’ And know the answers.

My standard answer is that I have the same struggle as any working parent but with the good fortune to be working at my dream job. Or sometimes I just hand them a juicy red apple I’ve poisoned in my working-mother witch cauldron and fly away.

In Britain the government has to come down in front of Parliament every day to explain its actions, but here the President never answers directly to Congress.