“Her poetry  – a sweet symphony of madness.”

And in a world full of wonder a loyal soul that keeps your heart whole is the rarest of them all.

And in a world where nothing seems to last you have me.

Your ghost still haunts the empty halls of my soul.

I don’t wanna settle scores I’m just no longer yours.

Let me lay in the forest of your mind and let me wake to the beating of wings in the garden of your heart.

And I vow to be your lasting dream if you follow me into the river.

Be careful, her hell is lovely, dark, and deep until she weeps.

The forest lays in darkness and decay yet our love blossoms.

Hold me like the end is near and I swear I’ll risk hades’ wrath just to keep you here.

Can’t you see you’re toxic to me there’s no affection just obsession?

Some girls dream of princes and castles others play with matches.

I don’t mind his company but I wish he was you.

I feel too much and I fall in love with words – poet.

Brave soul, you will survive it all.

With him, the tides the moon, and life itself lost their spell over her.

Some nights I wish I could slip into her skin and wear her flesh only to feel his touch.

To everybody here’s looking at all the colours of light. May your happiness be in all shades, vibrancy & madness of these colours.

My Father had a profound influence on me. He was a lunatic.

Tell yourself right now and throughout today, that it’s okay to draw away from the maddening crowd. Jesus did; so can you.

This Old Testament – containing error, folly, absurdity and immorality – is by English statute law declared to be of divine authority, a blasphemy – if there were anyone to be blasphemed – blacker and more insolent than any word ever written or penned by the most hotheaded Freethinker.

A power to dispose of estates for ever is manifestly absurd. The earth and the fulness of it belongs to every generation, and the preceding one can have no right to bind it up from posterity. Such extension of property is quite unnatural.

Refusal to believe until proof is given is a rational position; denial of all outside of our own limited experience is absurd.

Never yet has a God been defined in terms which were not palpably self-contradictory and absurd; never yet has a God been described so that a concept of Him was made possible to human thought.

I can never forget that one of the most gifted, best educated nations in the world, of its own free will, surrendered its fate into the hands of a maniac.