Stuart Belcher

“The heart dies a slow death, shedding each hope like leaves until one day there are none. No hopes. Nothing remains.”
― Arthur Golden, Memoirs of a Geisha

“At the temple there is a poem called "Loss" carved into the stone. It has three words, but the poet has scratched them out. You cannot read loss, only feel it.”
― Arthur Golden, Memoirs of a Geisha

“Alcohol may be man's worst enemy, but the bible says love your enemy.”
― Frank Sinatra

“Always forgive your enemies; nothing annoys them so much.”
― Oscar Wilde