“Maybe we become what we write about.”

How short the happy moments seem and how endless the sad ones.

I want to go to the ocean, Where the water is as dark as your eyes, and while the waves crash in ivory glance, I want to call you mine.

The greatest form of art is unconditional love.

Our freedom lays deeper than your laws will ever cut into paper…For my words and rights are more than lines.

Give me just a little ray of hope and I promise to fly on my own.

Chances we don’t take turn into dreams we will forget.

I burned all our bridges – not knowing that love knows how to swim.

My love is like a lonely light wandering through the darkness searching for a home.

Sadness that is caused by the absence of love is deadly for the heart.

Somewhere between the stars there is a place for me and you; Where the moon kisses the horizon and the darkness fades away.

And all these strange birds in the morning sky feel more familiar than home.

We have to embrace our darkest thoughts to become light again.

Oh darling, if the universe would need the love of us careless humans to keep its restless heart alive the sky would be full of dead stars.

Too many people share the same tears.

The past is an empty battleground.

Pretty flowers have to die some day too.