The future is now! Don't make that second pass you into regrets.

Taking a life, is not worth getting life in prison.

Foolishness sleeps soundly, while knowledge turns with each thinking hour, longing for the dawn of answers.

The distance of a voice, is only a short time away from touch.

Don't make prayer a consistent battle, but rather constantly pray against life's battles.

The paint is drying, and time is dying. The pain is crying, lying on my back, trying to get back the time, to brushstrokes too fast, wet went dry and love went dull; now I live in a portrait I never painted.

We are the hundred years, trapped between seconds.

She stared at me, like day stares at an hourglass and night, the sand trickling through time; the sea disappearing to eyes in the dark. But I hear her waves coming in, as she whispers one last chance goodbye.

Money spent, will never out value spent time.