“A mind possessed by unmade books.”

“I could taste the salt on her lips, each kiss like a summer wave breaking on an empty beach.”

“Unbutton, unzip, unclip, untie, undo, undress.Understood, she replied.”

“Magic tumbled from her pretty lips and when she spoke the language of the universe the stars sighed in unison.”

“A mind possessed by unmade books, unwritten lines on empty hooks.”

“I never understood desire until i felt your hands around my throat.”

“Saturday night is perfect for writers because other people have "plans.”

“Night is certainly more novel and less profane than day.”

“I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.”

“...the souls of none of them were dead, but only sleeping; now and then they would waken, and these were cruel times.”

“Sleep, where in the waste is the wisdom?”

“If you can't turn off your thoughts, who cares how soft your pillow is?"- David King”