“There is nothing between us but raw emotion, and it's painful yet has the sweet sting of addiction.”

“SilenceIt has a sound, a fullness.It's heavy with sigh of tree,and space between breaths.It's ripe with pause between birdsongand crash of surf. It's golden they say.But no one tells us it's addictive.”

“There’s always a gap between the burn and the sting of it, the pain and the realization.”

“the thing about pessimism is that in most cases it's nothing more than a front behind which a body can hide its most sweetful yet painful hopes. please forgive mine.”

“Your writing", she said to me, "it's so raw. It's like a sledgehammer, and yet it has humor and tenderness. . . .”

“..Pain isn't felt if its not acknowledged by the tears of emotional heartache.. Pain is cold and tantamount to its consequence, its a wave in the ocean of life.. Pain is bitter sweet.. Pain is the torrent of turmoil which surfaces when the memories we hold onto, just cannot leave through the door of escapism..”