“I’m kind because I know how cruel feels.”

You tasted like forever in temporary moments.

Where we ended I began.

Fall in love with the parts of you the world has never seen.

Find peace in your battles.

I woke up with the warrior in my blood.

You are only as broken as you allow yourself to be.

Even broken she turned shackles into wings.

I’m breaking and healing all at once.

Unfold your truths nothing exists without awareness.

Even without you, my story must go on.

Earn your wings by letting go.

I woke up with the warrior in my blood.

You want your sunshine? Battle the storm ahead.

I replace you with a better version of us, myself.

Give a little kindness, everyone houses some kind of pain.

Be the warrior they never saw coming.

If there’s one thing you can say about mankind, there’s nothing kind about man.

When the world has been unkind, when life’s troubles cloud your mind, Don’t sit down and frown and sigh and moon and mope. Take a walk along the square, fill your lungs with God’s fresh air, Then go whistling back to work and smile and hope.

Heaven always shower His mercy on us and we return it with our cruelty.

Ah, cruel ’tis to love, And cruel not to love, But cruelest of all To love and love in vain.

I think after we ingest some of the cruelty of the world, it takes years off of our lives, but it also gives us wisdom and a little grace, hopefully a sense of compassion.

Cruel men are the greatest lovers of Mercy, avaricious men of generosity, and proud men of humility; that is to say, in other, not in themselves.

While people are struggling unhappily in the cities against the cruel authorities, a waterfall happily and cheerfully flows in the nature; there is happiness only if there is freedom!

Doubts are more cruel than the worst of truths.