It is better to have ten skeletons in your closet, than walk with no bones.
I dreamed of dying, long before my dreams have died.
It takes time, or does time take it?
Sometimes you have to risk life, in order to live, and gamble death, to sacrifice life.
At the bottom of the mountain you have your scoffers and doubters, by midpoint you have your envious and haters, and when you reach to the top you have new friends and family you never met or thought...
Some people are severely lonely, all they can do is accept the single life as an example of being free and happy.
Her complexity is a glorious fire that consumes, while her simplicity goes unapproachable. But if one takes time to understand her, there is something beautiful to find, something simple to be loved....
We are soon approaching a refined holiday, "Merry Mas," where Christ will be taken out of its context.
Without the sun, there is no shadow; without the Son, there is only shadow.
For some soldiers, there is a greater war going on behind the gun's shadow of family and friends, than in front of the gun pointing at strange enemies.
This corn will teach to you, should you peel away the husk, and be willing to open your ears.
A tongue is about the size of a bullet, but much more fierce and powerful.
I guess it's better to have a chalk smile, than an ink smile. Where chalk changes with the direction of wind, ink stays as a deep stain. Like rain, sun and hail against a fake plant.
Closed mouths, only lead to closed gates. Share your salvation!
Life is very tough and fragile at the same time, it never backs down or surrenders, but will break open to reveal its beauty and ugliness. As a evening primrose that blooms in the flooding moonlight,...
Pain will come with time, but time will heal the pain.
The heart fools the mind, where eyes went deaf to words, that fell on blinded ears to easy to fall in love.
It all starts with you, and that which never starts, also finishes with you.
She's my pride, my winning prize, always a surprise, to look into her eyes, see her free soul, as soap that slips from the grip of control; a stroll through the park on a dark night with stars to spar...
People are complaining of having rags and not riches, but I find it a blessing just to have rags, to wipe away the dirt and dust that may come in the course of life.