True love is like little roses, sweet, fragrant in small doses.

Both tears and sweat are salty. but none of them are faulty. the tears can get you somewhere, the sweat will make you only wet.

Love knows no barriers, no distance.It makes you dance as if in a trance,And catches you up when you are down.It makes you draw a smile from a frown,And embarks you in a river when you fall, And most of its grace, it embraces us all!

Gansey clucked at his bedraggled reflection in the dark-framed mirror hanging in the front hallway. Chainsaw eyed herself briefly before hiding on the other side of Ronan's neck; Adam did the same, but without the hiding-in-Ronan's-neck bit. Even Blue looked less fanciful that usual, the lighting rendering her lampshade dress and spiky hair as a melancholy Pierrot.

A place in the sun, that's what I am aiming for... and who could ever ask for more?' -Columbine to Pierrot