“I wonder if you’re thinking of me like I’m thinking of you.”

I miss you even in my dreams.

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.

Even though he is not mine I wish him a heart fully made & even though, to my love he is blind for him my love will never fade.

Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.

Hockey is my life. I love every minute of it.

I fall in love with eyes because they cannot hide, even the most cunning of lies.

I have a great love and respect for religion, great love and respect for atheism. What I hate is agnosticism, people who do not choose.

If you are having difficulty loving or relating to an individual, take him to God. Bother the Lord with this person. Don’t you be bothered with him – leave him at the throne.

For external beauty, you put on things; for real beauty, you have to drop all things. For external beauty you have to have make-up; for real beauty you only have to realize that you are already made up.

Riding a Harley is a world of its own.