If you’re quiet, you’re not living. You’ve got to be noisy and colorful and lively.
As much as I live I shall not imitate them or hate myself for being different to them
You can’t, if you can’t feel it, if it never
Rises from the soul, and sways
The heart of every single hearer,
With deepest power, in simple ways.
You’ll sit forever, gluing things together,
Cooking up a stew from other’s scraps,
Blowing on a miserable fire,
Made from your heap of dying ash.
Let apes and children praise your art,
If their admiration’s to your taste,
But you’ll never speak from heart to heart,
Unless it rises up from your heart’s space.
You have to imprint your own style. People like authentic personalities.
I just want to live my own life instead of everyone else’s version of it.
It is our privilege and our adventure to discover our own special light.
A man is known by the books he reads.
Love is not for thrill-seekers, dreamers, or children with short attention spans. And you, son, fit into all three of those categories.
I’d have to prove to everyone, including Ellia, that I was more than some guy she used to know, that what we shared had and still mattered. She may have forgotten the promise we made on the beach, but I hadn’t, and it was up to me to backup those words with action. Memories and ghosts were for the dead. Living things moved, and I was never one to stand still.” ~Liam
We are flawed creatures, all of us. Some of us think that means we should fix our flaws. But get rid of my flaws and there would be no one left.