The cries of the sufferers on the remaining part of the wreck were heard during the night.

There’s just as much money to be made in the wreck of a civilization as in the upbuilding of one.

I am a Rambling Wreck from Georgia Tech.

The wound made by hurting with fire will heal but the wound created by harsh words uttered using out tongue leaves an indelible scar.

I collect human skin. I keep it all on the bumper of my car.

Love will wreck your heart like a derailed train. So choo-choose your partner wisely.

The past is but an untraceable footfallIt appears in intervals and pushes us back in time,In those moments of grief and then suddenly vanishes.It’s often dark and ruthless.It baffles our thoughts and seizes our peace...