Pride is born as a mountaintop on a valley, but dies as an abyss in which it is too deep and too dark to see the better.

After each of his books, the writer, for a while, feels once again that he can now die happy.

Pride and power fall when the person falls, but discoveries of truth form legacies that can be built upon for generations.

Through Christ, the sting of death is but a gentle pinch to the soul; and the mourn is light. Perhaps, someday, in that glorious place, free of sin, we shall meet again.

To be heroic is to be courageous enough to die for something; to be inspirational is to be crazy enough to live a little.

I treat my thoughts like an old person treats their valuables: I cannot for the life of me proceed to throwing them out.

I've played Romeo for Juliet(But in depth)It's vignettes of silhouettes(And then read)And watched Russian roulette, yeah red SovietYet doing it simultaneouslyWhile dropping down shed oubliettesTurned around and took truth to the head thatLove is the ugliest thing too beautiful for death

Nightmares are seldom a foreshadowing of real events, but always a showing of real fears.

With a hint of good judgment, to fear nothing, not failure or suffering or even death, indicates that you value life the most. You live to the extreme; you push limits; you spend your time building legacies. Those do not die.