Tyler Kent White

I choose you, again and again at the start and finish of every single day, no matter the season, no matter the age. I choose you to struggle and succeed with, to fight and wake up with, to love and grow old with. I choose you, knowing there are still trails we must travel, knowing there are mountains left to climb. I choose you to always be by my side.

Like all things vast and beautiful, I want to know the depths of which you exist. It has never been enough to wade in the shallows.

You are the fever that never broke, the name stuck in my throat. You are every letter of every word in every poem I ever wrote.

She woke up every morning with the option of being anyone she wished. How beautiful it was that she always chose herself.

The love we were promised in fairy tales was never something for us to find. It has always been something for us to create.

They ask me how I love you and I say in pages, in novels, in volumes. I love you like my favorite story, the one that I wake up to every day and watch unfold. And I don’t know how it ends, but I know your name is already written in the chapters of my life that I have yet to live.

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

A man who fears suffering is already suffering from what he fears.

My way of joking is to tell the truth. It is the funniest joke in the world.

I love the beach. I love the sea. All my life I live within – in front of the sea.

It is true that I am often startled and even angered and repulsed by the strange directions and provocative content of new forms that seem to pop up every few months.

Whenever you find yourself on the side of the majority, it’s time to pause and reflect.

It is just like man’s vanity and impertinence to call an animal dumb because it is dumb to his dull perceptions.

The highest proof of virtue is to possess boundless power without abusing it.

The short successes that can be gained in a brief time and without difficulty, are not worth much.

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.

An idealist is a person who helps other people to be prosperous.

If you want to test your memory, try to recall what you were worrying about one year ago today.

Change can come in either of two important ways: Start behaving positively or stop behaving negatively.

Not everything I write will be a masterpiece; I know that. It is a process selecting words to convey feelings never meant to be spoken. So maybe I’ve been searching for what’s already been said and this is the finest way I can say it. I love you, in everything I am, I love you.

We have finished the job, what shall we do with the tools?