Creatives are neither born nor created. They are activated.
STEPHANIE BRIARWhen you focus on directing your energy away from harm and toward healing, you feed the soul and starve the ego.
More Stephanie Briar Quotes
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Do I look as good as I remember, Looking back at you from over my shoulder, smug as the devil?
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Your darkness does not scare me, nor will I run from you; like a star, I’m falling for the phases of your moon.
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How do you sleep soundly, knowing you traded roses for weeds?
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It quietly stops my breath to realize that my greatest grand gesture, my last, best act of love was to let you go.
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I pressed the dress to my nose, and found what was left of your ghost. It was then that I remembered how to cry.
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Anxiety is living with an apple on your head and you imagine that everyone you know stands watching with a bow to shoot an arrow at it.
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Standing in your power scares a lot of people. You become something formidable, intimating, and aspirational all at once.
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You’re preserved inside of me; cadaversque. I both acquiesce and atrophy because of it.
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We usually seek the divine in the sky, But religion is best found on the ground. Nature is our true creator.
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When I was a child, I used to fear monsters under the bed. I have since learned that most monsters are found within. And they are always worth fighting.
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When you focus on directing your energy away from harm and toward healing, you feed the soul and starve the ego.
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Can hope bloom in the shade? Can time give back what it takes away? I once saw the answers to life in your eyes; now I can remember the words to goodbye.
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Love me until oblivion paints your portraits on my eyelids, sinking by eons into distance that never separates us.
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In the absence of you I look to the moon and pray that the stars light my way, too.
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I would throw down roots with you if I ever had the chance. We’d grow strong in tender shoots, and bloom in burning hands.
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