Tyler Kent White

Above all else, I would choose you. When there’s no more grand gestures, no more words to say, when everything around us begins to give way, when the sky grows dim and the colors fade, I will choose you.

You are the daydream I am supposed to have for the rest of my life.

Anytime I want to feel closer to the ocean, I just lay by your side and listen to the waves ebb and swell in every breath you give and take, and feel each one crash inside of me. I knew from the first time I saw you that whoever said empty shells carried the ocean’s songs had never met you before.

One day I will kiss you, kiss you with lips that understand, kiss you with lips that can better explain, that can speak in so many languages. They will know how to say I love you in ways you have never heard, in ways that sound unlike anything any other man has mouthed before, false promises and fairy tales they did not ever believe in. One day I will kiss you, pressed words between your lips. I will kiss you and they will rattle between your teeth, run down your throat, and fill your lungs. They will echo against your ribs, they will reverberate through your limbs, they will dress every corner you’ve kept sadness hidden away until all that grows inside of you is the understanding that you are enough. One day I will tell you all about my paper napkin theories, algorithms I formed that demonstrate how the sum of all that you are, is greater than infinity, but to me you have always been the one.

The universe, at any given point, in any given time, is expanding indefinitely in all directions. So trust me when I say, ‘you are the center of mine.’

To me, you’ll always be the rising suns, the sinking moons, and all the stars that come between the sound of rain and river stones, the warmth of my sheets, the ache in my bones.

If we knew the meaning to everything that is happening to us, then there would be no meaning.

When you once get an idea in which you believe with all your heart, work it out.

Don’t go through life, GROW through life.

I am patient with stupidity but not with those who are proud of it.

Life is managed; it is not cured.

The secret of life is to validate your existence.

No one can be helped unless he can be put in the way of helping himself.

I don’t substitute anybody else’s judgment for my own.

We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, therefore, is not an act but a habit.

I think us bad b*tc*es is a gift from God.

You must learn that you do not have to be angry just because you have the right to be.

To do more for the world than the world does for you – that is success.

If your neighbor has a completely different view on abortion, gay marriage, stem cell research, all of those things, you still are both Americans. Neither one of you is necessarily more patriotic than the other. Neither loves their country any more than the other one does.

Most choices are driven by immediate results.

We must have courage to bet on our ideas, take the calculated risk, and take action!