A house is never small or empty, when filled with love.

Her complexity is a glorious fire that consumes, while her simplicity goes unapproachable. But if one takes time to understand her, there is something beautiful to find, something simple to be loved. But she goes unloved, for being misunderstood.

At the bottom looking up, you wonder of the glory they can see; at the top looking down, you wonder of the birds they can hear singing near.

I dreamed of dying, long before my dreams have died.

I can have patience for anything, but it's waiting for love, that kills me a little each day.

Worrying is like a dominoes effect, that rolls from one day into the next, into a week, a month, a year;never accomplishing anything but stress, until it hits that last tile, which drops unfulfilled to an empty ground.