Symptoms of Love...The quickening of my heart I can hear my breath as it passes through my body like wind through branches of a tree.The sensation in my chest the dreams in my head my body reacts as i...
My words are within the rimBut No rim can bind my Thought.
We see then how far the monuments of wit and learning are more durable than the monuments of power, or of the hands. For have not some books continued twenty-five hundred years or more, without the lo...
Beneath the uniformity that unites us in communication there is a chaotic personal diversity of connections, and, for each of us, the connections continue to evolve. No two of us learn our language al...
Thoughts can be easily expressed by words but feeling are very hard to express with words.
English can be weird. It can be understood through tough thorough thought, though.
Never let anything be a set back in your life, not even your thoughts, words nor actions.
The Actor, noticing a closed bookshop, dismounted from the horse which he tied to a street lamp. He woke up the bookseller and bought a Spanish grammar and dictionary. He set out again across town mar...
Is it crazy to say that I sometimes don't understand what I write but I write it anyway, because maybe someone, somewhere, somehow, would feel what I didn't?
If you observe the pace of my breaths, you won't need to listen to my words.
Words are the tools we use to express our reality.
I try to think of things to say but nothing comes, and if something did come I probably couldn't say it. This is my great obstacle, the biggest of all the boulders littering my path. In my mind I am e...
Most of the words we use in history and everyday speech are like mental depth charges. As they descend [through our consciousness] and detonate, their resonant power is unleashed, showering our unders...
The creative mind can turn chaos into a master piece and call it Art.
Be sure to bend but never break
Sometimes you're drowning yourself in your own words.
Whatever you get out of poetry - take it. take it. take it. Words are better off felt than understood.
Two words. Three vowels. Four constenants. Seven letters. It can either cut you open to the core and leave you in ungodly pain or it can free your soul and lift a tremendous weight off you shoulders....
I remember being at school during morning meeting and looking around at everybody, 350 kids, saying a prayer. We're all very young and no one knows what it means, and I remember feeling strange that p...
My friend and I sang an a cappella rendition of Extreme's 'More Than Words' at one of our football pep rallies in a desperate attempt to look cool. For a while, I wore pink Converse All Stars because...