Seek The Tarnish And You Shall Find

Dreams, I Thought. They're The Riches Of A Poor Person, Stashed In Treasure Chests Buried Deeply In The Imagination. But Are Dreams Enough?

Life Is Like That - Twenty Minutes Of Misery For Every Two Seconds Of Joy.

What Is Normal? Normal Is Only Ordinary; Mediocre. Life Belongs To The Rare, Exceptional Individual Who Dares To Be Different.

Love … I Put So Much Faith In It. Truth … I Kept Believing It Falls Always From The Lips Of The One You Love And Trust The Most. Faith … It’s All Bound Up To Love And Trust. Where Does One End And The Other Start, And How Do You Tell When Love Is The Blindest Of All?

I Wish The Night Would End, I Wish The Day'd Begin, I Wish It Would Rain Or Snow, Or The Wind Would Blow, Or The Grass Would Grow, I Wish I Had Yesterday, I Wish There Were Games To Play.