All the beaches of the world, could never amount to, nor implore the one grain of sand that I stand on, which is your love.
God's creatures who cried themselves to sleep stirred to cry again.
Art builds upon art, builds upon art...nothing is purely original. We're all inspired by something...or someone. It's a never-ending chain of ideas...and it's magical.
Ends are not bad things, they just mean that something else is about to begin. And there are many things that don't really end, anyway, they just begin again in a new way. Ends are not bad and many en...
Drowning,Drowning on the land,Drowning,It doesn't end.
I searched for a deeper existence. What I found was myself. The next moment the journey towards self discovery began all over again.
Move it or lose it, lose it and you'll learn from it, but never give up.