“The sun has one lesson for us: learn to see the light on a rainy day.”

One day, you’ll leave. And my heart will close like a weeping ipomoea never to open again.

The best people give more to the world than they can ever hope to get from it.

Simplify your life. You deserve peace. We make life complicated. On its own, life is simple.

Wisdom is the most expensive thing in existence.

Your pupils expanded like twin universes, engulfing my emptiness.

If the wind itself turned to silk, singing ballads in my lungs, it couldn’t even hope to match the softness of your touch.

Oh, you fool. You turned cold and stopped loving when the world needed it most.

The warmth is spring is near. It smells of hope and cheer. The budding bulbs of daffodils will end the endless fear.

Sunshine comes after rain. Rain comes after sunshine. Joy and sadness remain in an eternal back and forth. Such balance hold the world in place.

I trust the universe. If we exist for each other, time will bring is both back to our beginning.

I sacrificed you for life, hope, optimism. Do you expect me to regret that?

You are a question that I’ll never know the answer to.

We are gardens. We flourish and grow. Despite the rain, despite the snow.

I’ve learned the difference between being a good person and being a popular.

The hardest goodbyes are the ones you never got to say.

My dearest contradiction. You are soft and obliterating, like the moon’s glare upon a sinner.

July 4th is Independence Day in the U.S., and it is celebrated in a truly American way by blowing things up and taking a day off from work.

Be true to Love. Do not betray Her. Then, on the day that the forest of the mind bursts into flames, you will not run. You will remain silent and still; for this is when Love bears Her sweetest fruit: untouched Presence.

Being in a relationship is like being in A.A. My friends ask me, ‘How’s it going with that girl?’ ‘One day at a time, man.’

The Country Doctor Revisited captures the trials and tribulations of medicine, but also the satisfaction and the extraordinary rewards that come to those who embrace such a practice.

Let’s just say that back in the old days, sex was available every two feet. But I never made love to anybody that did not want me to.

Make your life a story worth telling. You only get one shot at this existence, and one day when you’re gone the most important thing you’ll leave behind is the legacy of the life you lived.

I will stay in jail to the end of my days before I make a butchery of my conscience.

The same yesterday, today, and forever.