How could it be true that [he] was dead, and how would it feel to have him dead in her heart forever?
I would have followed you to hell and back... if only you'd lead me back.
The aim of art is to represent not the outward appearance of things, but their inward significance.
Even now I remember those pictures, like pictures in a storybook one loved as a child. Radiant meadows, mountains vaporous in the trembling distance; leaves ankle-deep on a gusty autumn road; bonfires...
Grow your courage by remembering each day is a gift.
Life is a process during which one initially gets less and less dependent, independent, and then more and more dependent.
My parents were working class folks. My dad was a bartender for most of his life, my mom was a maid and a cashier and a stock clerk at WalMart. We were not people of financial means in terms of signif...
My opinions may have changed, but not the fact that I'm right.
I can sense your love,why leave me in darkness?Beguile me for your amusement,stealing my soul without kisses. You are the sun and I, the moon. Your beauty is reflected in my eyes.When we are apart, I...
True love is not a hide and seek game: in true love, both lovers seek each other.
When everyone has a microphone, you can't hear anything. Choose one voice carefully and listen in.