The Heart wants what it wants – or else it does not care.
A poem begins with a lump in the throat; a homesickness or a love sickness. It is a reaching-out toward expression; an effort to find fulfillment. A complete poem is one where an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.
The only time I feel alive is when I’m painting.
If it’s still in your mind, it is still in your heart.
The heart is forever inexperienced.
A letdown is worth a few songs. A heartbreak is worth a few albums.
When a person tells you that you hurt them, you don’t get to decide that you didn’t.
Your success and happiness lies in you. Resolve to keep happy, and your joy and you shall form an invincible host against difficulties.
I don’t go by the rule book. I lead from the heart, not the head.
If you have only one smile in you give it to the people you love.
Friendship is like peeing on yourself: everyone can see it, but only you get the warm feeling that it brings.
You can love someone so much... But you can never love people as much as you can miss them.
Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night till it be morrow.
Remember this December, that love weighs more than gold!
The scars of your love remind me of us. They keep me thinking, we almost had it all. The scars of your love, they leave me breathless, I can’t help feeling, we could have had it all.
You cannot make yourself feel something you do not feel, but you can make yourself do right in spite of your feelings.
Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquility.
A feeling of aversion or attachment toward something is your clue that there’s work to be done.
Feeling sorry for yourself, and your present condition, is not only a waste of energy but the worst habit you could possibly have.
Spiteful words can hurt your feelings but silence breaks your heart.