Intoxicated with madness, I'm in love with my sadness

Kiss me and you will see how important I am.

It is so much safer not to feel, not to let the world touch me.

I dream too much, work too little.

I write only because There is a voice within me That will not be still

I have never found anybody who could stand to accept the daily demonstrative love I feel in me, and give back as good as I give.

O love, how did you get here?

That is salvation. To give of love inside. To keep love of life, no matter what, and give to others. Generously.

I want so obviously, so desperately to be loved, and to be capable of love.

I am what I feel and think and do.

So much working, reading, thinking, living to do! A lifetime is not long enough.

If I didn’t think, I’d be much happier.

I desire the things that will destroy me in the end.

Love life day by day, color by color, touch by touch.

Go out and do something. It isn’t your room that’s a prison, it’s yourself.

If you expect nothing from anybody, you’re never disappointed.

After all, we are nothing more or less than we choose to reveal.

It's a hell of a responsibility to be yourself. It's much easier to be somebody else or nobody at all.

Opinions are like orgasms...mine matters most and I really don't care if you have one.