“She loves her lonely moments the silence away from the crowds, when its just her daydreaming.”

One thing that makes me prefer people over books is shared laughter.

The way she danced through life was poetry.

We fell in love because we were both summer souls.

Summer was soaked with you.

I fell in love with the way you wanted more.

Let’s go back when we still saw stories in the stars.

Give me love like summer rain.

This wild heart beats restlessness.

I search for summer in every corner of september.

A lover should be two things at once: the wild and a home.

I can’t wait for the day to be wild again.

We are mind wanderers enchanted by the world inside our heads.

I can’t wait for half a love because I’ve always needed more.

Autumn sheds the leaves like tear drops.

All my summer memories sparkle in riverbed reflections.

Open your heart to life before summer is over.

Ever since the days of Adam, man has been hiding from God and saying, ‘God is hard to find.

Whatever we have done in the past, be it good or evil, great or small, is irrelevant to our stance before God today. It is only NOW that we are in the presence of God.

You must have a place to which you can go in your heart, your mind, or your house, almost every day, where you do not owe anyone and where no one owes you – a place that simply allows for the blossoming of something new and promising.

Except a man be born again, he will wish one day he had never been born at all.

No one ever said at the end of his days; ‘I have read my bible too much, I have thought of God too much, I have prayed too much, I have been too careful with my soul’

There is something fresh and crisp about the first hours of a Caribbean day, a happy anticipation that something is about to happen, maybe just up the street or around the next corner.

It was only a sunny smile, and little it cost in the giving, but like morning light it scattered the night and made the day worth living.

The most important thing a writer can have [is] the ability to live with the constant loneliness and a strong sense of revulsion for the banalities of everyday socializing.