Maybe I'll try to be more patient with morons.

...and when is enough proof enough?

When I looked at you, my life made sense. Even the bad things made sense. They were necessary to make you possible.

She is deranged, but so so playful.

How beautiful is forgetting! What relief it would be for the world to lose some of its contents.

I know you look both ways before you cross the street, but I want you to look both ways a second time, because I told you to.

Humans are the only animal that blushes, laughs, has religion, wages war, and kisses with lips. So in a way, the more you kiss with lips, the more human you are. And the more you wage war.