Go to God with your coal, and He will set them to blazing fire.
Everybody, he mused had everything worked out. Except me
The cold is a lonely person’s way to feel alone and death.
If I was your mirror, you would look for me more, than you do me.
A truly rich man is one whose children run into his arms when his hands are empty.
I think he’s looking for comfort, but I don’t have any to give.
I am empty of everything. I am empty of everything but the thin, frail ghosts in my room.