“There is nothing in this world that makes me want to be a rebel more than being told to be obedient.”

There is no such thing as a summer body. Your beauty is not seasonal, it is perennial. Your body need not change for your skin to enjoy the sun.

A fraction of an ounce of kindness from you was enough for me to fall.

The eye of the storm is the stillest part. There is calm at the centre of a cyclone. There is hush in the middle of a hurricane. The window of joy we shared was the eye of our storm.

Each Act of kindness is a seat filled at your funeral, a tear dropped upon your death.

A problem shared is a problem divided. A tragedy shared is a tragedy multiplied.

You ask me what is love and I’ll tell you I know not. You ask me if I’ve loved and I’ll tell you I once did. You ask me how I know I’ve loved and I’ll tell you I just know.

You’ve changed. And for that I’m proud. My loyalty is to you always. Not just the person I met.

Lost in a conversation is something I can never feel with you. For I’ve never felt more found than when speaking to you.

I unravel my future as I weave it with my past.

Hundreds of thousands of years of evolutionary training forgotten when I expose that vulnerable flesh to you.

In an age so connected why do I feel so far apart?

When a mother asks for a second child her body forgets the pain of the first. When I give you a second chance my heart is being forgetful.

Show me an example of perfection and I will show you a lie.

Yours is the face I give to the voice in my head that reminds me of who I am.

Let me kiss you one last time now that I know I will feel you on my lips for the rest of my life.

Pull me close when the light gives way to dark. Hold me tight until the stars all burn away. Dance with me to the rhythm of our hearts.

To make an empire durable, the magistrates must obey the laws and the people the magistrates.

The first great law is to obey.

The fact is that love is of two kinds, one which commands, and one which obeys. The two are quite distinct, and the passion to which the one gives rise is not the passion of the other.

To be man’s tender mate was woman born, and in obeying nature she best serves the purposes of heaven.

Society is well governed when its people obey the magistrates, and the magistrates obey the law.

Obedience decks the Christian most.

Obedience is the Christian’s crown.

He who has learned how to obey will know how to command.