Quotes by : Michael Biondi

Why spend our time searching to feel reality, when it’s the times that don’t feel real that we remember....

Life is like facing two mirrors at each other: There is no beginning, no end. Just the beauty within....

The ink of a pen is simply the blood of a heart

Beauty Lies Within The unknown

Our bodies were printed as blank pages to be filled with the ink of our hearts

I'm merely dying to be remembered for simply writing about my living memories

Life is like facing two mirrors at each other: There is no beginning... no end.Just the beauty within....

We are not from here, my dear. So:Let the flames take over our bodies,‘cause I wanna merely burn with....

Purity is defined by the clearness of the stars

The fear of love can be replaced by the love of fear