Once you hit rock bottom, that's where you perfectly stand; That's your chance of restarting, but restarting the right way.

He was not in the house. He did not come back that night. Days went by, and at last she understood that he would not return at all.

Whenever you are depressed ,write your signature on a paper and write and write finally you ll have pain in you hand than your mind.

It's been a year and 3 months since we've kissed, and I rather have the ghost of his mouth on my lips than kiss anyone else.

The silence is the worst part of any fight, because it's made up of all the things we wish we could say, if only we had the guts.

There is a silence so great that I can hear the ice crystals cracking and falling from eyelashes of girls who will never blink again.

...his jaw tightening and his eyes closed on the tears. “I believe you. It’s okay because I understand and I believe you.

Why not risk your life, if you don't want to live anyway? Why not risk your life if you'll never be happy no matter what you do?

How unjust then to meet that person you love, and be kept away from them only because ones bed is made of hay , and the other, feathers.

Our education system is today run by left-wing elitists who believe the US is too big, too arrogant, and must be reigned-in... Real sad.

Her past is colliding with my present, future. Some of us wants to sleep under the blanket of lies rather than getting naked with truth.

The pattern's laid out on the bedWith dozens of colors of threadBut you've got the needleI guess that's the point in the end

And now he was dead, his soul fled down to the Sunless Country and his body lying cold in the cold mud, somewhere in the city's wake.

I had spent my whole life feeling homesick. The only difference between the two of us was that I didn't know what or where home was.

Mirad had asked for peace for his birthday.Imagine, a boy of thirteen who asks for peace as a birthday present.When I heard that I cried.