I Know Nothing, Because I Know Too

I Was Good And Bad, But Never Wicked.

Words Are Like Gems To Me... Imagine Yourself Walking Through A Very Shallow Stream And Picking Up Beautiful Stones That Catch Your Eye... That's What Names Are Like For Me.

I Don't Like Myself You Know. I Love Myself. I'm Devoted To Myself Till My Dying Day. But I Don't Like Myself.

I’d Thought I Knew What Beauty Was In Women; But She’d Surpassed All The Language I Had For It.

It's An Awful Truth That Suffering Can Deepen Us, Give A Greater Lustre To Our Colours, A Richer Resonance To Our Words.