His hands were weak and shaking from carrying far too many books from the bookshop. It was the best feeling.
The Sun is such a lonely star. Whenever he comes out to see his friends, they all disappear.
Well, look who I ran into," crowed Coincidence. "Please," flirted Fate, "this was meant to be.
The universe is not made up of atoms; it’s made up of tiny stories.
Your heart has a little empty corner. You won't even know I'm there -- I'll be very quiet.
I just need some time away to remember why I stay.
A man touched me: his hand... my thigh. I touched him too: my fist... his jaw.
If I read our story backwards, it's about how I un-broke your heart, and then we were happy until one day, you forgot about me forever.
I lost you when you left me to find yourself.
This is the saddest, most depressing music I've ever heard. It makes me so happy.
I collect flickering stars in old pickling jars, poking holes in the lids so they can breathe.
You're gone. No mailing address. But I send you letters anyway.
And in the morning they shook their pillows violently, hoping all the dreams they lost that night would tumble out.
I know other worlds exist. I can see them in my peripheral vision.
It's HE-RO," the boy argued. "No," the girl insisted, "it's HER-O.
When I was Younger, I wanted to be something.Now, I just want to be younger.
The element of surprise wasn't allowed near the Periodic Table.
This overwhelming desire to be close to you directly conflicts with my intense fear of people.
When you become a ghost feel free to haunt me.
As my story came to a close I realized that I was the villain all along.
The doctor's wife ate two apples a day, just to be safe. But her husband kept coming home.
Your kisses are snowflakes: each one is unique. They land on me, before they melt away and leave me cold.
Once upon a dream in a blanket of night sky you asked me to tell you a story which began with us holding hands.
He loved me. He loves me not.
She had a great big heart but very little grace. Every time she fell in love she landed on her face.
Stranger than strangers are lovers estranged.
One day she looked up and discovered an opening in her planet. She wondered if she wasn't alone after all.
I'm ready for another adventure now, take me far away please! Ok one more... But then you have to read to me!
She read his letter again & again 'til she found herself afloat among the stars.
Mapmaker mapmaker make me a map one to one scale, without a single gap. Map every rock, every thought, every tree and erase all the territory.
After you died I realized that I never really like hunting. I just like hanging out with you.
Life and Death took a break, weary from their burdensome role. Nobody lived or died that day.
I stood and watched the final sunset as the world was ending light that once would fall was now ascending
He though of all the different ways to make it look like an accident.
You have reached the edge of the world. Please stand behind the barrier and take no photo.
Blessed are they that crumble; from them new worlds are made.
We could have been the greatest love story ever told. If only you'd stayed in character.
The right shoe left, knowing that the left shoe was right.
And when the day is done I will follow you into the sun.
She drank in all their compliments and soon she was full of herself.
Monuments make momentous men immortal, but more memorable are mortal men making mere moments monumental.
There were memories in that melody.
The poets pinned tragedies to their chests like ribbons.
From my ship, adrift, I spied you. And I thought you were an island. Alas, you were an iceberg.
After a hard day's make-believe I like to just kick back with my creations.