Love did not die. I still create your image to my heart every solitary night.
Sweet Faded Ink: A Poetry CollectionDying is a very solitary thing. The only thing we can do it be there when she wants us there.
A Summer to DieYou can stay here with your papa and die or you can go with me.... You'll be all right.
Sanas Chormaic: Cormac's GlossaryWithholding love is a bit like drinking poison and expecting the other person to die.
The Seven Levels of Intimacy: The Art of Loving and the Joy of Being LovedI’ll follow thee and make a heaven of hell, To die upon the hand I love so well.
A Midsummer Night's DreamWe juggle priceless eggs in variable gravity. I am afraid. I will taste fear until I die.
The Mote in God's Eye