“I will be more than I was yesterday, even if that means I can’t take you with me.”

A smile made of promises and a heart made of broken chains. She was a beautiful contradiction.

I found peace in my loneliness. I found solace in the quiet. I found love in my reflection.

And as you left my heart cried out then suddenly I was thankful that the cries of the heart can only be felt and not heard.

I want you to love me for me so that all my flaws stitch together and make me whole.

And when she stopped letting him steal her light she shined brighter than every star in the night sky.

Standing alone on the edge wondering if anyone could ache as much as I do.

Words are so powerful treat them as weapons. You say you love someone expect a war.

Like broken clocks we lost our time you moved on but left me behind.

I am not lost I am simply wandering finding my own path creating my own future.

The real damage isn’t something you can touch, its not something you can see. The real damage is in the way I walk its in the way I speak.

One day the waves will crash around me and take my soul to sea. For on that day death will surround me watching happily.

I opened up to you like a butterfly in the spring but you rained on me and broke my wings.

I haven’t cried in a while it feels like my tears have dried. But I miss you more than my eyes could ever cry.

I try my best to mean what I say. But it seems to be that my words are too big for my voice to speak.

I love you in a way I’ve never been able to love or be loved.

I hope happiness fills you until the shores that surround you overflow and wash away your pain.

There’s a natural law of karma that vindictive people, who go out of their way to hurt others, will end up broke and alone.

If American women would increase their voting turnout by ten percent, I think we would see an end to all of the budget cuts in programs benefiting women and children.

When I was in junior high school, the teachers voted me the student most likely to end up in the electric chair.

When I tried to play characters that strayed from who I am it ended in disaster. People didn’t expect me in comedies or musicals.

The aim of critique is not the ends of man or of reason but in the end the Overman, the overcome, overtaken man. The point of critique is not justification but a different way of feeling: another sensibility.

Victory is for those who can say “Victory is mine”. Success is for those who can begin saying “I will succeed” and say “I have succeeded” in the end.

The films I do always have a happy ending. I hope it reflects back to real life.

In the end, I still have the same hope as my father – that unarmed truth and unconditional love will have the last word.