Scenery Without Solace Is Meaningless.

I Believe That You Live On Inside The Hearts And Minds Of Everyone You've Touched While You Were Here On Earth.

Love- The Infatuation Kind- 'he's So Handsome, She's So Beautiful'- That Can Shrivel. As Soon As Something Goes Wrong, That Kind Of Love Can Fly Out The Window.

At That Moment I Felt Lonelier Than I'd Ever Felt Before, And That Loneliness Seemed To Squat In My Lungs And Crush All But My Most Minimal Breathing. There Was Nothing Left To Say. Not About This. Not About Anything.

Lost Love Is Still Love.

Sometimes, Love Brings You Together Even As Life Keeps You Apart.