The future is what matters — because one never reaches it, but always stays in the present — like the White Queen who had to run like the wind to remain in the same spot.
A little thing, like children putting flowers in my hair, can fill up the widening cracks in my self-assurance like soothing lanolin.
In order to share one's true brilliance one initially has to risk looking like a fool: genius is like a wheel that spins so fast, it at first glance appears to be sitting still.
Do you like him much?' I told you I liked him a little. Where is the use of caring for him so very much: he is full of faults.' Is he?' All boys are.
Be a lady? Forget it. Ladies don't last a day in the real word. No one's a lady anymore. Why do you think we get our claws polished?
I wish I could line up naked the men I've slept with and just gloat for a hot minute. Beautiful creatures.
I want to take a trip to Shakespeare's brain and vacation there with his thoughts may be I also start writing about twisted love and betrayals.
At the end of the day, I just want to sit with someone I love and chat about what matters and even what doesn’t.
When we are young, we want to be old and for things to change. When we are old, we want to be young and for things to go back to the way they were.
Having two women—one who can’t know about the other, and one who must be trusted not to destroy his life—is clearly difficult for him.
Perhaps fate brought us together, And the incidents in between made us close, Falling in love was a simple choice, But breaking my heart, that was yours.
Many of the women in Los Angeles are part of the notorious gang culture, and they will forever have my gratitude for, you know, letting me live.
Facebook is that successful guy you’re supposed to want to date, but you can’t keep your mind off the beautiful freak in the corner. Twitter is my freak.
You have had me spinning for days, for I am drunk off the words that flow endlessly from your deep red lips that taste of wine.
I’d tell you what happened, but I can’t remember all of it. And I don't wanna put words in my dreams thoughts.
Your eyes are hallow, Your heart is bruised, Your temple has been raided, Your soul has been shattered, Was he worth it?
When my heart is better, less shrunken, I will throw her out there to love again, without hesitation, even knowing what we know.
I had a dream that I saw shooting stars with you. Two things that will come close to never happening: Seeing shooting stars, and being with you.
If everyone could just live near the ocean, I think we'd all be happier. It's hard to be down about anything knee deep in the sand.
Sometime all you need is love ... Oh wait! And ice cream, and chocolate to go along with it as nowadays love is anything but sweet.
Why we love with close hearts Why we love with souls apart Let the love flow from hearts to souls, Let the world glow
