Tyler Kent White

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.

And of all the things I look forward to in life, falling in love with you is at the top of the list.

Would you believe me if I said you were three shades short of all my favorite hues and that I’ve been trying for years to pick words from my garden throat in attempts to explain to you all the things I can’t explain. Or what if I said I have nothing to say other than I love you in the simplest of ways.

I know the sun rises in the eat and sets in the west, that I am ten fingers and ten toes and ten thousand reasons short of explaining what it is I can’t explain to you. And I know that I will always love you in certainties.

Some days, your perfume falls from your skin and settles in the staircase. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve stopped on the fourth step and felt all the ways I’ve fallen in love with you.

Love is not the absence of hate; hate will always exist. Love is holding our head high and forever moving forward with kindness and compassion in spite of what hate may bring, because no amount of darkness can drown out our light if our light has been lit within.

My Grandmother is over eighty and still doesn’t need glasses. Drinks right out of the bottle.

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

Everybody wants to go to Heaven, but no one wants to die to get there!

But to do for the world more than the world does for you, that is Success.

You’re never given more pain than you can handle. You never, ever get more than you can take.

Don’t ever confuse the two, your life and your work. The second is only part of the first.

I know the look of an apple that is roasting and sizzling on the hearth on a winter’s evening, and I know the comfort that comes of eating it hot, along with some sugar and a drench of cream… I know how the nuts taken in conjunction with winter apples, cider, and doughnuts, make old people’s tales and old jokes sound fresh and crisp and enchanting.

Muddy water is best cleared by leaving it alone.

If you want to change the world, start with the next person who comes to you in need.

If she doesn’t acknowledge what happened, then how can we trust that she is going to be different in the future?

The best way is always the simplest. The attics of the world are cluttered up with complicated failures.

Self-discipline is the ability to make yourself do what you should do, when you should do it, whether you feel like it or not.

In a mad world, only the mad are sane.

When you get to the top, don’t forget to send the elevator down for the next guy.

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.