Solace of Silencesurreal synapsesof a melancholy dronea dream per chanceshe dared not be alone...

The memory of the pain did not destroy the reality of the pleasure; grief did not obliterate joy.

We can’t even remotely fathom that whatever is ending for us is always more than an ending.

Nothing in this world compares to the comfort and security of having someone just hold your hand.

It is foolish to tear one’s hair in grief, as though sorrow would be made less by baldness.

It is foolish to tear one’s hair in grief, as though sorrow would be made less by baldness.

The closest thing I have to a spiritual experience anymore is a Mocha Frappe from McDonald's.

The closest thing I have to a spiritual experience anymore is a Mocha Frappe from McDonald's.

Sorrow fades," he muttered as he retrieved the last fragment, "grief dies, but Art lives forever.

Mandy would much rather have imaginary friends who were real than real friends who were imaginary.

I have discovered that sitting still leaves little spaces for the grief to get in, so I stay busy.

Mandy would much rather have imaginary friends who were real than real friends who were imaginary.

I suppose that the human mind can only stand so much grief and anguish. After that the fuses blow.

Why can't I write something that would awake the dead? That pursuit is what burns most deeply.

Why can't I write something that would awake the dead? That pursuit is what burns most deeply.