“unheard and unseen { protected } from the vision of whatwe would look cute togetherreally means words do{ lie } amongst thelols and just kiddings{ hearts } lay awakedreaming nightmares of unicorns ...”

“I write amongst the stars, and the canvased paper moon. I paint the fields of green, sprinkling morning dew. I teach the birds to sing, a tweet, a tweet, times two. And when my busy day is done, I ...”

“Your heart beats between the palm of my hand.Its need to beOne with meDripsBetween my fingertipsAs I squeeze perfect drops of love into small receptacles to be preserved...For later. ”

“Tickle my heart with your pen. Write me for all to read. Bind our love inside a book. Make me your poetry.”

“I don't want what love is. I want what love is supposed to be.”

“Can still windmills, still produce wind? Can a heart still love, when a heart no longer is?”

“Life has but one true charm: the charm of the game. But what if were indifferent to whether we win or lose?”

“Be the music of your soul. Don't be a pawn in someone else's game.”

“His Presbyterian minster father had believed in a divine design, and Mozasu believed that life was like this game where the player could adjust the dials yet also expect the uncertainty of factors ...”

“Life is a game. Either you win or lose. Never allow the fear of losing prevent you from entering the game.”

“There comes a point when you win, and you can either soothe the loser into thinking there was something in it for them or kick them while they're down to make sure they know what just happened.”

“Any game where the goal is to build territory has to be beautiful. There may be phases of combat, but they are only means to an end, to allow your territory to survive. One of the most extraordinar...”

“He told us that nations of men fell into disorder, so nations of law were set up instead. He told us that nations of law then forgot justice and let the law become a Game, a Game in which the moves...”