Marcus Aurelius Quote

 The object of life is not to be on the side of the majority,

but to escape finding oneself amongst the ranks of the insane

Dirty Harry Quote

Opinions are like assholes

everyone has got one 

Adrienne Rich Quote

Every journey into the past is complicated by delusions, false memories and false namings of real events

Illusion Quote (Arthur Koestler)

Nothing is more sad than the death of an illusion

J.P. Sartre Quote

Freedom is what you do

With what's being done to you

Dream Quote (Unknown)

'CAUSE I'M A DREAMER

AND YOU'RE THE DREAM

Harlan Ellison Quote

Kahlil Gibran Quote

When she doesn't show up quote

Another Buddha quote

Buddha Quote

Those who don't believe in magic will never find it

Hans Christian Anderson Quote

"Just living alone isn't enough" said the butterfly, "one must also have freedom, Sunshine and a little flower"

Condon Quote

As it enters the ear, does it come in like broken glass or does it come in like honey?
 

Shahir Zag Quote

Kahlil Gibran Quote

We are all like the bright moon, we still have our darker side. 

Buddha Quote II

If you find no one to support you on the spiritual path, walk alone

Buddha Quote

The mind is everything.

What you think, you become

Kahlil Gibran Quote

Andre Agassi quote

It's no accident, I think, that tennis uses the language of life. Advantage, service, fault, break, love, the basic elements of tennis are those of everyday existence, because every match is a life in miniature

R.M. Drake Quote

You say she's your favorite ?

well, of course she is,

 because she's a good woman.

but you say it and say it and say it...

but words are words

and actions are actions,

and you haven't been showing it to her lately…

and in the simplest of ways, too.

 

you fail on asking her how she's doing.

you fail on understanding her and her thoughts.

you fail on being there for her,

on expressing yourself and getting into her feelings.

you fail on making time for her when she needs it most.

 I know it's hard for you to see

but this is why she feels so goddamn alone sometimes.

and I know this because she tells me.

 

because she pours herself

and shares her deepest feelings with me.

we go back and forth with what hurts

and somewhere in-between we understand each other.

unlike you, she fills me and unlike you,

 I take her voice and what she feels under consideration.

 

you empty her, man and she gives me life,

and some way, some how,

the time we spend easing each other's pain makes it all clear.

maybe she's with the wrong person or maybe I'm just another fool who believes in love.

 

who believes in the chaos of it...

 in the birth and death of things.

and this is how it happens, at least, for me.

this is how I fall in love.

I take in what hurts her.

I make sense of it and make it my own.

and the more she spews what haunts her,

the more light I try to shed.

 

 She's a flower

and sometimes I feel like

I'm giving her the oxygen she needs—the water she needs.

maybe we're supposed to be together.

maybe...

 this the beginning of something beautiful.

or maybe I'm just too involved to say good-bye.

 

I don't know but the moment we part ways things begin to hurt.

I think I need her and I'm sorry for telling you this

but I know I'll give her what she deserves.