“Too many head-turners; not enough page-turners.”

Some of us bleed together better than we love.

Like a theory, we were. Declared. Never proven.

Every moment of happiness was just a distraction from myself.

Nothing turns you into something you are not faster than someone’s loneliness.

When they don’t know who you are, they don’t know how to love you.

Love will always be my favorite altered state of reality.

People always take love away like it was only ever theirs.

When a man tells you, you’re too good for him, believe him.

Look at me like sex, and I’ll look at you like money.

Too deeply. Thats how much you hurt me. All my love fell in.

I am asking a boy to do a man’s job and love me.

Everything that broke your heart broke mine in the end.

I’ve lived hell on earth. Do you think I’m scared a little heartbreak.

The moment you were born, your presence was validated. You don’t need a second opinion.

Sometimes it is the spider that feels trapped in the very web she weaves.

A woman sees love as intimacy, A Man, often, as infancy.

It is the heart always that sees, before the head can see.

Hot heads do not give good feedback – choose a better time.

India will have to hang down her head in shame if even one person is left who is said in any way to be untouchable.

When heart speaks and heart listens, harmony is produced. When head talks and head listens, argument is produced.

To lead yourself, use your head; to lead others, use your heart. Always touch a person’s heart before you ask him for a hand.

Suppose Life is an old man carrying flowers on his head.

She won’t be that song you dance to, She’s that lyric you can’t get out of your head.

And when thou art weary I’ll find thee a bed, Of mosses and flowers to pillow thy head.