“How many times have you reached an end of a story, only to find it was the turn of a page?”

You, when I’m afraid, and you when I’m brave.

This is what the heart wants. This is what the head won’t get.

Spring blooms, even in places where life once ended.

Answers will bring you home, but questions – they’ll take you everywhere.

And every time they have touched me, my skin has asked if its you.

Feel, so you can heal. Heal, so you can feel.

And despite it all, we dream. That is our greatest resistance.

Nothing born of sun and storms is ever weak in any form.

It could be the end of a story. It could be the beginning.

And then there’s you: my greatest reminder that god is a poet, too.

Tell me a love story that begins with when you met yourself.

The hardest part of living the dream is believing you are.

I told the night everything about you. It smiled, and said, “stranger dreams have come true”.

Who knew the shortest nights would stay with us the longest? – solstice.

The best memories are the ones where I remember you and nothing else.

It is about learning to move with your grief, and dance.

I don’t have time for hobbies. At the end of the day, I treat my job as a hobby. It’s something I love doing.

Having a higher purpose is more than just about profits. You actually end up making more profits in the long run because employees really are a lot more engaged and customers see the higher purpose in the company.

Greatness comes by beginning something that doesn’t end with you.

Change is hardest at the beginning, messiest in the middle and best at the end.

I can’t tell where the journey will end But I know where to start.

And if it ends today, know that it was without a doubt, always you.

I will try one hundred times to get up, and if I fail one hundred times. If I fail and I give up, will I ever get up? No! If I fail I’ll try again, and again and again. But I want to tell you it’s not the end.

Truth always ends by victory; it is not unassailable, but invincible.