The finest act of seeing is necessarily always the act of not seeing something else.

The greatest of love letters are always coded for the one and not the many.

I took my morning walk, I took my evening walk, I ate something, I thought about something, I wrote, I napped and dreamt something too, and with all that something, I still have nothing because so much of sum’thing has always been and always will be you.

Sometimes it's just silent...No sound at all. 'Does that scare you?' Chad nods. 'Why?' asks his father. 'It's like something's waiting.

Passion has little to do with euphoria and everything to do with patience. It is not about feeling good. It is about endurance. Like patience, passion comes from the same Latin root: pati. It does not mean to flow with exuberance. It means to suffer.

Beautiful women are always drawn to men they think will keep them beautiful.

...and there you have it, another body on the floor surrounded by things that don't mean much to anyone except to the one who can't take any of them along.