Love Means Not Ever Having To Say

The Pain Of Not Knowing What To Do Was Exceeded Only By That Of Knowing What I Had Done.

This Isn't A Watercolor, It's A Mural.

It Takes Someone Very Special To Help You Forget Someone Very Special.

The ‘equilibrium’ That People See In Me Is Really An Illusion. I Am As Flawed As Anyone. It’s Only That I Seem To Have The Knack Of Hiding.

Love Means Not Ever Having To Say You're Sorry.