It is most often not our strengths, our courage or our successes that bring two human hearts together, but it is often our shared vulnerability, our fears and our common failures that make us one.

What is truth? Truth is what causes you to breathe again when lies have told you, you are already dead.

What is it about a secret love that makes everything they do shine, everything they say sound like a sonnet and every expression they make perfect, when to everyone else you speak to they're quite ordinary. It's a cruel sort of thing.

California always had been a dream to me. I guess growing up in the 70s with movies like Vanishing Point, The Getaway, and Badlands formed the need for me to leave Germany for California. I'd never even visited before I moved there. When I moved to Los Angeles in 1996 right away I felt at home. Everything was in place and the dream was alive.

Love is a funny thing, isn't it? The presence of it can bring you to save a foe, the absence of it can make you hurt your own flesh.

I love when it's me you look at with that laughter in your eyes. It's reassuring, as if in letting me know my heart also had colors that you enjoy seeing. It makes me sparkle inside I adore the times we sparkle together...to me nothing is better than those.

Yes, I do feel the world revolves around me. After all, I am the main character of my own life.

I feel really good when I haven't felt good for a long time and then suddenly I feel okay again. Nothing feels better than this.

Maybe the reason it's easier to shrug away one who has made us their secret love is simply because we know our own flaws we know under the right light, that illusion they believe will fall, and show us for what we really are instead of who they secretly hope us to be.

If you start embracing life's storms instead of hiding away from them, you'll stop fearing them all together it is this way one becomes immovable.

How easy it is to forgive and loose the most violent offender, when in tears, they repent. How difficult it is forgiving our own self, for the eyes of our reflection will always expose our untold sins.