“Nostalgia seems to haunt me these days I wonder if it’s old age or just a phase.”

Love, if true, stays when all else is gone.

Regret is a time travel in a world where time only moves forward.

Can I write you into existence?

He is a friend. A different kind of lover.

The ‘almost’ kinda love never makes it.

Silence is the best storyteller.

I am a wildflower disguised as a flame. It’ll be fun to watch you underestimate me.

When you least expect it, death creeps in and reminds you of life.

Love, let go you’re holding on to things you no longer know – release.

Love yourself, first.

Teach me how to forgive cause I can’t seem to forget.

Missing you like you no longer exist.

The dream is to have the world know what it’s like to love and be loved.

They push you away and say you’ve changed.

The moon reminds me of how beautiful darkness is.

Touch me in all the right places but one: heart.

Every age that has historical status is governed by aristocracies.

My father confused me. From the ages of one to seven, I thought my name was Jesus Christ!

I knew that when I left there at the age of 18, I wouldn’t be back. And it was common knowledge among all the people there that when you graduate from high school here, you go to college or go get a job or something and do it on your own.

What sort of an age is this where a man becomes one’s enemy only when his back is turned?

One of the things you realize about gettin older is that not everybody is goin to get older with you.

Oh, for the years I have not lived, but only dreamed of living.

I just say the moral out of my life is don’t quit at age 65, maybe your boat hasn’t come in yet. Mine hadn’t.

I was sixty-six years old. I still had to make a living. I looked at my social security check of 105 dollars and decided to use that to try to franchise my chicken recipe. Folks had always liked my chicken.