Her heartbeat was in her hands, her heart beat the way she moved her head, her whole body was her heart beating.
Have some fun while you wait for the will of heaven.
Life is absolutely, mysteriously beautiful.
The way I figure it, we know we got this world, so live in this one while you’re here. I figure the next one will take care of itself.
There is nothing more lonely than a true artist.
Maybe you've had skin next to your skin, but when was the last time you let yourself be touched?