The Poet Enters

Hold on a little longer, help is on the way. If it's not, the extra time will give you the opportunity to form a solution!

It is not that it is later than you think, it's just sooner than you expect!

If you happen to make a mistake and everything works out fine, take credit. After all, it was your mistake!

It may be better to take a chance than to regret that you did not. It may not always be the prudent thing to do, but we all make mistakes, and we all miss opportunities, too!

Sometimes I think, but I remain silent. Sometimes I don't think, and yet I speak. I really need to work on my timing!

I don't always know what I wish to know, when I wish to know it. Yet, sometimes I know, what I don't want to know, when I wish, I didn't!

Why is it so hard to do the right thing. Hold On...Why does that matter?

Are Charity and Compassion the same thing? Don't look at me, I'm the one asking the question!

Should I say what I really feel, and let you hurt me, or should I hold it inside and still be hurt by you?

You have no idea what I feel and to what capacity. Sometimes it's lucky for you, and sometimes it's painful for me, and sometimes, it's both!

I once conceived; that which I truly loved, I would always love. No one said that there would be a test, much less, several!

There is never something so unstable that you can't loosen it more; needless to say it will still fall!

When you are unsure what to do, do as the penguins in the movie "Madagascar"; Smile and wave,just smile and wave!

I am tired of waiting for doors to open; I'm going to cut a hole in the wall.

My job treats me just like family; the in-laws.

If I forget all of the bad times, do I still get to remember all of the good time in-between?

Don't talk to me like I am a child; even if I don't understand the adult instructions.

You can't always win, but you can always lose. The game just doesn't seem fair; and it isn't.

You never know how long a moment will last; but you will always know it was a moment.

Some days may never be forgotten, and some days may never be remembered.

I really thought we had a real relationship; I didn't know that I was only practice.

I study for all of my exams; right before I take them.

Things were better back in the old days; and possibly my memory as well.

I seek to be profound, and not profoundly stupid.

If the story of your life is unremembered, don't worry, that only means that you didn't matter. But that can't be true, how can you not remember something which has been forgotten.

I never know the right words to say; until I say them, and take credit.

I don't want to be silly; but who cares if I am?

We know what, and we often know where, but we never seem to know why.

I sing the same song everyday, one day I will know the words.

It doesn't matter, unless it does.