“Given man’s nature, freedom will always be in jeopardy, and the only question that need concern each of us is if and how well we took our stand in its defense during the short period of time when we were potentially a part of the struggle.”

Find someone who can hear you even when you’re silent.

Shadows follow me the way a vulture stalks death. One small step ahead.

Hidden in the ashes, of a fallen building lays a child’s family photo, with whom he could never unite in life.

To love something, someone. You don’t need to own them.

When you miss someone, you realize their worth and your faith.

The bed was the canvas, we were the art.

Every little part of your soul was made to shine.

When in truth, it is the transparency that kills you. The pain of seeing through to something you can never quite touch.