Studies perfect nature and are perfected still by experience.
If love did not exist, I would be so goddamn sane.
I know this world is far from perfect. I am not the type to mistake a streetlight for the moon. I know our wounds are deep as the Atlantic. But every ocean has a shoreline and every shoreline has a tide that is constantly returning to wake the songbirds in our hands, to wake the music in our bones, to place one fearless kiss on the mouth of that new born river that has to run through the center of our hearts to find its way home.
Forests may be gorgeous but there is nothing more alive than a tree that learns how to grow in a cemetery.
and I wonder if Beethoven held his breath the first time his fingers touched the keys the same way a soldier holds his breath the first time his finger clicks the trigger. We all have different reasons for forgetting to breathe.
I wanna know what you see when you look in the mirror on a day you’re feeling good. I wanna know what you see when you look in the mirror on a day you’re feeling bad. I wanna know the first person who taught you your beauty could ever be reflected on a lousy piece of glass.
Every lover is a storm chaser. Every good heart has lost its roof.
What is it men in women do require: The lineaments of gratified desire. What is it women do in men require: The lineaments of gratified desire.
With sociology one can do anything and call it work
A man may welcome his beloved with circumstance, but a woman's love and her concern for his well-being are discreet.
She wished she were as inconsequential as the ghosts in her dreams.