“Your love swallows me whole – just please, never spit me out in pieces.”

Without you, I’m lost.

Holy power, but more than water droplets, a whole fucking wave.

An angel’s soft breath coating the grounds, a gentle caress wakes us now.

If creativity calls, you answer. Otherwise, the words are lost to you forever.

Kiss me like my lips are the oxygen you need to survive or the passion you need to thrive.

To leap or to fall: that is love’s question.

Constricted hearts do not bode well for a mind that ties itself in knots.

Together we traced daydreams on each other’s skin, kisses our paintbrush.

It’s the simple things creating pockets of serenity in a world of uncertainty.

Even the stars get lonely at night.

All I have ever wanted is to rid my mind of the demons that still trespass, despite all attempts to guard the walls.

You told me I was the culmination of all the prettiest sunsets and that was the day I finally saw what you see in me.

Will you wither or will you thrive when the sun hides behind clouds?

Those lips on mine: Not I want you, but I need your kisses.

If I’m reborn, let my soul find yours again, so our missing pieces can connect and we can become whole.

A year already separates us; I don’t want miles between us too.

We live to love you more each day.

Physical fitness is extremely important to me. Only if you are fit will you be able to achieve whatever you want to achieve in life; you will be able to pursue your dreams, your ambition, you goals, and the things you love.

My father was the only man I ever knew who really loved me unselfishly, who never used me for personal gain.

I am the luckiest old broad on two feet if the truth were known. It’s – but it all goes back to ‘Mary Tyler Moore,’ ‘Golden Girls,’ all those – actors love to take the credit. We couldn’t do it without the writers.

I consider myself to be a crusader of love. I try to spread love around the world as best I can because I know I have a handle on love.

It’s a little uncomfortable doing love scenes in armor, but, you know, when the heat’s on, the heat’s on.

There is in the Sacred Heart the symbol and express image of the infinite love of Jesus Christ which moves us to love in return.

Don’t think about making art, just get it done. Let everyone else decide if it’s good or bad, whether they love it or hate it. While they are deciding, make even more art.