You," he said, "are a terribly real thing in a terribly false world, and that, I believe, is why you are in so much pain.
I still own my heart, which I know because it hurts so much.
I love to write and to get to know the people who are listening.
You're so easy to read but the book is boring me.
If you want to be safe, walk in the middle of the street.
For this freedom I have given all I had For this darkness I gave my light For this wisdom I have lost my innocence Take my petals And cover me with the night