Sometimes, language is the sound of longing
There are some lies that, under the right circumstances, are the only truth
I didn’t know who she was, but I had this fire inside me for someone I knew existed.
I tried to convey to the boy how people's lives are often altered by curved lines read slowly from paper, sand, or stone.
The passions we cannot control are the ones that define us.
I think music is what language once aspired to be. Music allows us to face God on our own terms because it reaches beyond life.