“The snow will keep all of your secrets or none of them.”

My heart keeps room for you always even when you can’t be here.

Somehow you’d had your mermaids never smell like fish.

Spring into summer from pale green to emerald unfurling with grace.

You are all burning desires and questions with no answers.

Love was learning to read your vulnerability like a foreign language.

We don’t always have to see eye to eye when we are meeting soul to soul.

It is an act of courage every time you create. Stay brave.

We would look with scorn at witch mothers who build towers but not at princes who lust after caged women.

Somehow even in the dark, you can always turn to catch my kisses.

Love is not a net to catch others with.

The loss of innocence is inevitable bitterness does not have to be.

I no longer know how to find myself under the weight of who I had to be.

In hard times stay soft.

What does a caged bird know about freedom?

Those who are capable of great love will always pay in great grief.

The contradiction of my lips so cold outside so warm within.

There are two histories : official history, lying, and then secret history, where you find the real causes of events.

The cynic puts all human actions into two classes – openly bad and secretly bad.

There is nothing so despicable as a secret society that is based upon religious prejudice and that will attempt to defeat a man because of his religious beliefs. Such a society is like a cockroach – it thrives in the dark. So do those who combine for such an end.

The ocean can be yours; why should you stop Beguiled by dreams of evanescent dew? The secrets of the sun are yours, but you Content yourself with motes trapped in beams.

If the eye of the heart is open, in each atom there will be one hundred secrets

At the time when I started, coming out of football, I always used a forearm or an elbow. When it became Bionic is when I said it was Bionic. I went to some secret doctor in Istanbul who put some Bionic stuff in there.

Caution is the confidential agent of selfishness.

But my deepest and most secret love belongs to the fair-haired and the blue-eyed, the bright children of life, the happy, the charming and the ordinary.