“Like fireflies in the night, she has her way of dealing with the dark. -Illumination.”

Lovers. They only come close as she lets them.

Carry these pages. Till one day they compliment the tale. – the chapter.

She knows that he knows where to find her.

Slowly she began to realize what it’s like to dream again. – a new dawn.

And so she remained a mystery, something to dream about on rainy days staring at the dark holly clouds passing by. – in a bed of flowers.

Nothing but the taste of silence touching her lips these days.

I have tried this letting go part and ended up holding you closer then before. – everyday.

The trick to enjoy this, and see it as a part – of the process.

Love is a mix tape, a blend of lovers part of the same romance. – the romance is you.

Avoidance. Probably the worst dance. – Complicated.

I remember many songs of september but mostly I remember hers.

Imagine her to be more then just – a dream.

I still come here it somehow comforts me – to miss you.

Well it looks like the sun set on us like it set on the orange sky – as the thunder rolls.

There is something extraordinary about watching her inhabit the world. – and sometimes she catches me staring.

The depth to her sea proved to be stronger than any mans current.

But the power of destiny is something awesome; neither wealth, nor Ares, nor a tower, nor dark-hulled ships might escape it.

Why live in the darkness all your life? Why, if you are unhappy, if you are having a miserable time, why not just look at it? Why are you in the darkness? Look for the light. The light is within.

I’m not really afraid of the dark, except if I’m walking. The thing that scares me the most is the possibility of walking into a wall and busting my lip.

Certainly I have no attraction to misery. I don’t intentionally go for dark.

Is it the fault of wine if a fool drinks it and goes stumbling into darkness?

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.

Darkness is so predictable.

The shadows that now lie dark upon our path will soon be dispelled and we shall walk with the light all about us if we but be true to ourselves.