Sometimes, You Have To Surrender

Anything That Can Be Put In A Nut Shell Should Remain There.

Prisons Are The Temples Where Devils Learn To Prey. Every Time We Turn The Key We Twist The Knife Of Fate, Because Every Time We Cage A Man We Close Him In With Hate.

Sooner Or Later, Fate Puts Us Together With All The People, One By One, Who Show Us What We Could, And Shouldn’t, Let Ourselves Become. Sooner Or Later We Meet The Drunkard, The Waster, The Betrayer, The Ruthless Mind, And The Hate-filled Heart. But Fate Loads The Dice, Of Course, Because We Usually Find Ourselves Loving Or Pitying Almost All Of Those People. And It’s Impossible To Despise Someone You Honestly Pity, And To Shun Someone You Truly Love.

Some Feelings Sink So Deep Into The Heart That Only Loneliness Can Help You Find Them Again. Some Truths Are So Painful That Only Shame Can Help You Live With Them. Some Things Are So Sad That Only Your Soul Can Do The Crying For Them.

What Is It?" She Asked. "i'm Looking For Your Wings. You Are My Guardian Angel, Aren't You?" "i'm Afraid Not," She Replied, Her Cheeks Dimplingwith A Wry Smile. "there's Too Much Of The Devil In Me For That." "just How Much Devil," I Grinned, "are We Talking About Here?