#ink

"Her heart is so dark, if it were ink it’d be beyond black and would only be good for writing a murder mystery novel."

"I wrote you a love letter. I used invisible ink to show I was being transparent with my feelings. And also to hide my feelings."

"The pages afforded glimpses into my soul where I'd hidden it, behind masks of paper and ink."

"I bleed ink for her, because her name is written on my heart. She’s the author of all the love I have to give."

"The ink of the scholar is more holy than the blood of the martyr."

"My art is that of the 35mm kind; my poetry is of the lead and ink kind; my happiness is of the product of both; and my legacy is of the story of my soul, that my life left behind"

"The darkness has ink eyes, and if you stare long enough, you’re going to see it blink black. That’s the moment to start writing."

"The purpose of literature is to turn blood into ink."

"Ink, a Drug."

"Ink is drinkable and printable. The words “I love you” don’t take up much space, but they can quench your thirst forever."

"The pages are still blank, but there is a miraculous feeling of the words being there, written in invisible ink and clamoring to become visible"

"My feet are dense with dance. I move like I’m wearing concrete boots and I’m trying to tread water. If the music is salsa, I may start gargling."