If you love somebody, tell them.
I've come to terms with it, it knows I know.
Never fear being alone, because you never are.
No map to help us find the tranquil flat lands, clearings calm, fields without mean fences. Rolling down the other side of life our compass is the sureness of ourselves. Time may make us rugged, ragged round the edges, but know and understand that love is still the safest place to land.
Strangers are just friends waiting to happen
We will all wake up semi-angels, If we wake at all.