We only pass this way once..unless our significant other is reading the map..
A compass calibrated by my greed is a rather shrewd way to legitimize my agenda. However, true north on a compass such as this is a straight line to the edge of a really big cliff.
Each day hands me a clean sheet of paper upon which to write. Therefore, I would be wise to write without ever having the need to erase.
I lean all my weight on the porcelain ledge, I draw my face closer until it touches the mirror. The eyes, nose, and mouth disappear. Nothing is left. Brown wrinkles show on each side of the feverish s...
You don't throw a compass overboard because the ocean is calm.
Could it be that we lost something because had we not lost it, we would have lost ourselves?
You are my other self
We got where we are because our choices mapped the route and paved the road.
We can only get to God through God. Every other possible avenue is a dead-end before it even starts.
I have a map of the United States... Actual size. It says, 'Scale: 1 mile = 1 mile.' I spent last summer folding it. I hardly ever unroll it. People ask me where I live, and I say, 'E6.
I have put gay dating on the map.