“Every heart carries love and light. No one can ever take that away.”

Behind every face there is so much more.

With night came the moon, and I saw the stars. Looking for the light, I found it in you and myself.

She looked for him all over only to find that he was already here.

There is a dream in you. You just have to believe.

Some places stay like an old memory that no matter where you are or where you go, that place is always with you like home.

They say the sky is the limit. But there is no limit to how far you can go.

Wherever you are, wherever you are going, just look within.

We are like atoms dancing with each other, sometimes meeting each other, sometimes separating from each other.

Dancing in the light like a lotus in bloom, she opens up herself to the world.

If we could see ourselves in earth and the earth in ourselves, we could see how we cannot survive without it.

There is wealth in grains of salt and drops of sea because every little bit counts and makes the oceans what it is.

We repress, Oppress and silence her voice but forget that without her, nothing is possible.

Even when it feels like nothing is happening, something is happening. Everything happens when we are ready and the timing is right.

It takes more than just desire to make something come true. It takes persistence and perseverance to fulfill a dream.

As the artist paints, he creates his own reality. He only needs inspiration, and all the boundaries between dreams and reality are dissolved so anything is possible.

Images of the past came to her mind, and her future dawned upon her. She felt the light again and remembered she should live in the present moment.

That which God said to the rose, and caused it to laugh in full-blown beauty, He said to my heart, and made it a hundred times more beautiful.

A person’s life purpose is nothing more than to rediscover, through the detours of art or love or passionate work, those one or two images in the presence of which his heart first opened.

I’m restless. Things are calling me away. My hair is being pulled by the stars again.

Let your face speak what’s in your heart.

In drying plants, botanists often dry themselves. Dry words and dry facts will not fire hearts.

The most painful thing is losing yourself in the process of loving someone too much, and forgetting that you are special too.

I firmly believe that any man’s finest hour, the greatest fulfillment of all that he holds dear, is that moment when he has worked his heart out in a good cause and lies exhausted on the field of battle – victorious.

Behind the mask of ice that people wear, there beats a heart of fire.