Oh yes, you can kick me And you can punch me And you can break my face But you won't change the way i feel 'cause i love you

I can chase you, and I can catch you, but there is nothing I can do to make you mine.

They said they respect me, which means, their judgment is crazy.

With no reason to hide these words I feel, and no reason to talk about the books I read, but still, I do.

Nobody can possibly be so hungry that they need to take a life in order to feel satisfied - they don't after all, take a human life, so why take the life of an animal? Both are conscious beings with the same determination to survive. It is habit, and laziness and nothing else.

There are more than enough to fight and oppose; why waste good time fighting the people you like?

There's more to life than books you know, but not much more.