the psyche has been burned and left us senseless, the world has been darker than lights-out in a closet full of hungry bats, and the whiskey and wine entered our veins when blood was too weak to carry on

I've found out why men sign their names to their works- not that they created them but more than the others did not.

be it peace or happiness let it enfold you

you are yesterday's bouquet so sadly raided

I am not a snob; it is simply that I am not interested with what most people have to say, or what they want to do — mostly with my time.

If you're losing your soul and you know it, then you've still got a soul left to lose.

The crazy ones only laugh when there is no reason to laugh.