We Suffer From An Incurable Malady: Hope.

And You Became Like Coffee, In The Deliciousness, And The Bitterness, And The Addiction.

Nothing, Nothing Justifies Terrorism.

On This Earth There Is That Which Deserves Life.

Sarcasm Helps Me Overcome The Harshness Of The Reality We Live, Eases The Pain Of Scars And Makes People Smile.

I Believe In The Power Of Poetry, Which Gives Me Reasons To Look Ahead And Identify A Glint Of Light.