Angel, saint, Devil's spawn, good or evil, you've got me pinned to the wall and labeled as yours until the day I die. And if you die first, then it won't be long before I follow.

I saw myself dancing alone, always alone.

Beauty thinks it needs no talent and can feed on itself, so it soon dies.

Maybe thats because we take criticism best from those we love and those who love us-Ethan

Seek the tarnish and you shall find

The creative genius begins in the idle moment, dreaming up the impossible, and later making it come true.

It was the eyes. The secret of love was in the eyes. The way one person looked at another, the way eyes communicated and spoke when the lips never moved.