“Everyone knows their true calling – it’s burning inside them.”

Your aging face tells stories of where you’ve been whom you’ve loved.

When he tells you he’s a bad man, believe him.

My spirit is sad – I carry the tears of my ancestors.

Your love is warm like the sun – I feel it all over my skin.

There’s a difference between a soft spot and a blind spot,

I don’t want your polite lies, give me the painful truth.

Only god can bring dry bones back to life.

Be unafraid in the pursuit of truth.

The darkness doesn’t stand a chance against the sun.

I’ll see your darkness and love you anyway.

People are like water you can’t contain them.

Letting go is an art – master it and be free.

After you, I never found my way back home.

Broken glass taught me there is something so beautiful in shattering.

Love is the answer to most of life’s questions.

It doesn’t matter how rich you are, if you don’t have love.

I guess there’s so much in your absence that kills my soul from the burning wood to ash.

The moon is brighter since the barn burned.

She blooms wild and burns bright.

The Sun, the hearth of affection and life, pours burning love on the delighted earth.

A thousand Dreams within me softly burn: From time to time my heart is like some oak Whose blood runs golden where a branch is torn.

I hear they burn for murder. Well, they say it just takes a second to die.

Love is the key we must turn, truth is the flame we must burn.

The trout in yonder wimpling burn – That glides, a silver dart, – And, safe beneath the shady thorn, – Defies the anglers art.