“When I look in the mirror, demons look closer than they appear.”

First, wear your mask. Then destroy it. This is all of life.

Dried roses in the old novels make me believe in love stories.

Mask continues to ruin my life.

Loyalty feels like a dream.

Deleted the old messages, now she is no more special.

Happiness looks good on me, but the pain is so comfortable.

She wore a thousand masks, all to hide her own.

If they judge you by your past, put them there.

She is like moonlight. I never felt the darkness in her shadow.

We love people who can break our heart easily.

To her, the name of father was the name of god.

Now just with memories, I can live happily with you.

Don’t let someone turn your inner peace into pieces.

Letting go is not easy, but being free is wonderful.

Sudden goodbyes are painful.

If they don’t value you the way you value them, leave them.

Those who look for seashells will find seashells; those who open them will find pearls.

If the doors of perception were cleansed, everything would appear to man as it is – infinite.

Political economy came into being as a natural result of the expansion of trade, and with its appearance elementary, unscientific huckstering was replaced by a developed system of licensed fraud, an entire science of enrichment.

The corruption of religions comes from turning them to mere words and appearances.

To look back is to relax one’s vigil.

The greatest lesson I learned that year in Mrs. Henry’s class was the lesson Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., tried to teach us all: Never judge people by the color of their skin. God makes each of us unique in ways that go much deeper.

Technicolor makes me look like death warmed over.

I love myself when I am laughing. And then again when I am looking mean and impressive.