“Dead men will tell you, never stand in the way of a determined woman.”

I hope what I awakened in you, devours me.

You owe the world your uniqueness.

Make the lioness inside her purr and her kitty will roar.

Music and sex are soulmates.

She might look like a fragile flower, but her stem is made of steel.

The heart reveals what the mind disguises.

Treat her like the daughter of an angry god.

With wild eyes she welcomes you to the adventure.

Spread your flames and I will eat your fire.

If your love destroys me, consider my destruction glorious.

Rise in the fire and preach your passion.

Until the right words exist, poetry will have to do.

She’s an immediate fire, She’s an instant fuck yes.

Never kiss anyone who doesn’t believe in poetry.

Sunsets, my love, are just abstract paintings of your eyes.

Some storms wear dresses.

Of all the ways to lose a person, death is the kindest.

No one knows whether death may not be the greatest of all blessings for a man, yet men fear it as if they knew it was the greatest of evils.

I have died too many deaths that were not mine.

You care so much you feel as though you will bleed to death with the pain of it.

Killing is not so easy as the innocent believe.

Killing is not so easy as the innocent believe.

The death of a beloved is an amputation.

It is the job of thinking people not to be on the side of the executioners.