A nagging feeling in my heart all the time, like there's something I am forgetting when leaving the house or verses that don't quite rhyme.

Categories of people do not exist, their vices over your feelings will always persist.

Being alone is always better than miserable in a broken home.

Thinking when not scholarly might always lead to depression, regardless of your brillant thoughts on recession.

I am really good at judging whether or not you are a good person, just not if your definition of "good" is different from my version.

New found happiness fills the heart with warm waves and the feelings of sun kissing your skin, but it won't stop the smoke monsters and The Others from dragging you back in.

You do not have to be alone, there are soul mates around you already. But the mystery surrounding the romantic one leaves the heart just as heavy.

Praying feverishly for your enemy proves fruitless, will continue tomorrow...even if he continues bashing my God and scruples.

Three deep breaths really will change it all, releasing the human need to worry trust yourself to fall.  

Very few people are honestly worth your time, but you shall treat them all with kindness for it has not yet been made a crime.

Qualms arise for everything from A to Z, the secret is "be happy", for those who try to unlock freedom this is key.

End every day still with the urge to do good and you will be okay.