“I look up upon a sparsely starred abyssHaving wandered to this street cornerIn the middle of the nightWatching the cars and people go byWonderingIf this deep, black nothingnessIs the sum total of b...”

“Under a nights skyFilled with a hundred billion starsIs it so crazy to believeOur paths were destined to cross?”

“What a cruel irony it is, that we get to choose our thoughts but not our feelings.”

“You are my drug of choiceI know youre no good for meAnd though I swear my lipsWill never touch you againHere we are, here we are.”

“Call me obsessed, color me consumedIve always been the type to noticeThe smell of a rose in bloom,But let me confess, this is newYouve stopped my heart, let it resumeAnd I, to finish, must tell it ...”

“Sometimes it feels like even ifEvery inch of my skin was touching yoursI still wouldnt be close enough to you.”

“Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of wi...”

“My dear,Find what you love and let it kill you.Let it drain you of your all. Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness.Let it kill you and let it devour your remains....”

“If you gave someone your heart and they died, did they take it with them? Did you spend the rest of forever with a hole inside you that couldn't be filled?”

“Friendship marks a life even more deeply than love. Love risks degenerating into obsession, friendship is never anything but sharing.”

“So he tasted the deep pain that is reserved only for the strong, just as he had tasted for a little while the deep happiness.”

“The splendid thingabout falling apartsilently...is thatyou can start overas many timesas you like.”

“Everything is important. To the smallest insect, even the mouldering tree, the deepest stone in the drift.”

“Now I sense the perfume of flowers like seeing a new thing.I know they smell just as well as I know I existed.Theyre things known from the outside.But now I know with my breathing from the back of ...”

“Existence is a priceless gift and the beauties of nature are the priceless gifts of the existence!”