Thy’s bleeding heart confides in the With one’s thoughts and troubles Let the kiss thy’s lips To ease thou’s pain Thy am thou’s comfort Lie thou’s head on mine pillow Of soft consolation And let the drown Thou’s sorrow Away.

Today’s society is wanting in such a way that Honor, Integrity, Trust, Compassion, Empathy are left for the homeless and their pets.

There’s nothing more devastating in a marriage than when a spouse puts their work, their desires above their partner’s heart.

A writer’s role was never just to tell stories, but to create a world to encompass and share with others.

If cheese was a woman, I’d marry her. I’d come home and eat her every night.

When you have the power to love, that strength, that courage is infinite; that love is infinite. There is nothing finite about it’s presence, for love. never. dies.

His love with Lucy bled from his heart as he slipped into a dark despair – a melancholy that only she could sever with her chaste voice and tender kisses. Now in an unreachable darkness, a blindness took hold. A blood lust that would drive him mad for five years hence.

Every man is sensitive. Some cover it up with brutality, others with cowardice and vanity, but a small few wear it bravely like armor.

I am an artist. Any artist knows that their creations, their pieces must express an array of human emotion and experience. From the juvenile and innocent, to the erotic and the dangerous, and everything in between. Because Life is all of these things and more. It is the artist’s divine purpose to reflect what Experience has shown them and others. What truly sets us apart from each other is whether or not we truly know ourselves enough to reflect objectively; but, through our own unique ‘voice’.

There comes a time in every woman’s life where she will decide to eat cookie dough. It is when and how that truly defines her.