“She wasn’t broken. She was just bent, over the chance of being ignored by the one she loved.”

“With all honesty, somewhere between the hello and the dreams I saw you in I fell in love.”

“At the end of the day I went to this place where your memories left footsteps on my skin and the breath of your touch stained my desire. Yea, it was one of those nights where I needed you the most.”

“I know how you feel because I’ve been there too. I’ve hated and I’ve loved. I’ve seen my demons root and crawl and my angels branch and soar. I’ve died within myself and lived a thousand different lives. I too fight the same war and I too am drowning in the puddles of self-consciousness this world created.”

“Its dark and I’m reading my scars because our moments remind me of where I should be.”

“She needed the chaos within her in order to discover the extraordinary no man could ever reach.”

“I need you because I know I deserve you but let me fall in love with you one last time before I let go. So I can remember the beautiful imperfection that rattled my bones.”

“A wise man does not pretend to know what he know not. He will listen to the wiser.”

“Most sane human beings’ chances of being alive in a thousand years’ time are a hundred times higher than their chances of being sincerely happy for at least ten consecutive days.”

“Money is the root of all evil.’ Then we hear, ‘A fool and his money are soon parted.’ What are they talking about? If money is so evil, shouldn’t it be, ‘A wise man and his money are soon parted’? And another thing, how does a fool get money in the first place? I know some fools who have a lot of money, but they won’t tell me how they got it, and I won’t tell them.”

“In the absence of a formally agreed, worldwide dictionary definition of ‘Quotography’ (in 2016), here are my two cents worth: ‘Quotography is the art of pairing unique quotations with complementary images in order to express thought-provoking ideas, challenging concepts, profound sentiments’.”

“When a youth was giving himself airs in the Theatre and saying, ‘I am wise, for I have conversed with many wise men,’ Epictetus replied, ‘I too have conversed with many rich men, yet I am not rich!’.”

“She wildly burned for the one she loved and he stood there watching, hoping he too would catch a blaze from the violence stirring in her heart.”