“Permanence is a wonderful magician. Now you see him, next he goes on to perform the greatest disappearing act of all time.”

She was a walking plague. No. A living epidemic. Everyone who got close to her showed severe symptoms of being helplessly in love.

I dipped my heart into the river Styx, holding on to nothing but my memories of you. You’ll always be the Achilles heel to my invulnerable heart.

“May I have this dance”, my tongue asked hers.

Her smile was the only tune that my happiness danced to.

My pent-up passion seeped out like gas from a leaky stove, your touch was the spark I needed to set my body on fire.

I held a funeral for my past. But on occasion, I find myself dropping by its grave with pink roses to thank it for all lessons it taught me.

You reminded me of my first time in Paris; I was fascinated, lost, and I immediately loved everything about it.

We just sat there, staring into each other’s eyes. In the silence, I swear I could hear the beating wings of an angel.

Like sunshine at midnight, you were there for me at my darkest hour when you had absolutely no reason to.

I let my mind wander and it always finds its way back to you. like a sweet-toothed child in search of a cookie jar.

Gone, but never forgotten. Like the catchy tune to an old song that I used to love.

Get off your high horse, The entire world doesn’t revolve around you, only mine does.

The stars shone brightly that night. But the brightest ones seemed to have found their way into your eyes.

You’re definitely the queen of somebody’s castle.

Her smile was the only tune that my happiness danced to.

Time flies when you are having fun, but stops when you’re in love.

Eager souls, mystics and revolutionaries, may propose to refashion the world in accordance with their dreams; but evil remains, and so long as it lurks in the secret places of the heart, utopia is only the shadow of a dream.

Feed the poor and get rich or feed the rich and get poor.

Deep in each man is the knowledge that something knows of his existence. Something knows, and cannot be fled nor hid from.

When stupidity is considered patriotism, it is unsafe to be intelligent.

This is the secret of propaganda: Those who are to be persuaded by it should be completely immersed in the ideas of the propaganda, without ever noticing that they are being immersed in it.

But before I can live with other folks I’ve got to live with myself.

God made night, But man made darkness.

That’s what nature meant us to do, breathe deep when we are stressed.