Perfection

I've had too many perfect days not to believe in perfection.

A Simple Truth

A breath, to keep you going, must be your own.

The Thorn And The Rose

My maturity: no longer saying no to the thorn, saying yes to the rose.

Capsules Of Time

We are these bodies, these tiny capsules consumed by Time.

Creating Enemies

Where tolerance is forbidden, hatred becomes a religion.