“Her light is true love, her darkness a seductive mistress.”

Cold coffee is a liquid morgue.

She’s seven seas of sexiness and five oceans of trouble.

Everybody knows when lightening strikes the earth a woman is formed.

I’ve never met Satan face to face, but I have dated a few of his daughters.

Wave your wand while the magic’s still there.

Someday is a romantic lie, right now is an urgent truth.

She’s got sunshine in her eyes, and it ain’t even daylight.

She’s battling things her smile will never tell you about.

May your cold nights die a warm death.

Love is wealth in the pockets of the heart.

Don’t bring her dead flowers, take her to where the flowers live.

Last night (we exchanged so much DNA) we became each other.

Soak me in your moonshine and fuck me on fire.

My day feels too damn organized, you should come over tonight and make a mess out of me.

Half my mind is sex and songs.

When they question you about my disappearance, Do not tell them I am lost inside you.

Hope means to keep living amid desperation and to keep humming in the darkness.

If I get in a dark spot, I’ll listen to some Adele and cry about it.

Like a flower, that hides from the sun and discovers it still grows and blooms, I am learning that I too, can survive the dark, without you.

Live in faith and hope, though it be in darkness, for in this darkness God protects the soul. Cast your care upon God for you are His and He will not forget you. Do not think that He is leaving you alone, for that would be to wrong Him.

Character is what a man is in the dark.

Take away the cross of Christ, and the Bible is a dark book.

No matter how dark and hopeless a situation might seem, never stop praying.

Pull me close when the light gives way to dark. Hold me tight until the stars all burn away. Dance with me to the rhythm of our hearts.