His Emotion Evident In The Glitter Of

The Only People In This World I Really Trust Are My Fans - Even If They Do Forget You So Fast.

I Seemed Like A Baby Bird Keeping Its Truly Innocent Animal Lusts Hidden Under Its Wing. I Was Being Tempted, Not By The Desire Of Possession, But Simply By Unadorned Temptation Itself.

At No Time Are We Ever In Such Complete Possession Of A Journey, Down To Its Last Nook And Cranny, As When We Are Busy With Preparations For It. After That, There Remains Only The Journey Itself, Which Is Nothing But The Process Through Which We Lose Our Ownership Of It.

Nobody Even Imagines How Well One Can Lie About The State Of One’s Own Heart.

Beauty Is Something That Burns The Hand When You Touch It.