“There it was: a few friends, laughter, and the safest place on earth.”

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.

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

I am the weakest when I’m close to you. I am the strongest when you are close to me.

And if today isn’t for us, I’d settle for a someday with you.

Let your heart wander. See where it goes when it knows no one is looking.

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

And in the quietest moments, I miss your silence.

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

Spring blooms, even in places where life once ended.

And when it feels too heavy to go on being you, lose a bit of yourself in me.

We must believe in dawns, even when we don’t see the sun.

I had all the reasons to love him. He gave me reasons to love myself. Thats when you know.

When it is darkest is when you must shine.

We live in the flicker — may it last as long as the old earth keeps rolling! But darkness was here yesterday.

Our Constitution is the envy of the world, as it should be for it is the grand design of the finest nation on earth.

A knowledge of the true age of the Earth and of the fossil record makes it impossible for any balanced intellect to believe in the literal truth of every part of the Bible in the way that fundamentalists do.

All sorts of flowers the which on earth do spring In goodly colours gloriously arrayed; Go to my love, where she is careless laid.

Though earth and man were gone, And suns and universes ceased to be, And Thou wert left alone, Every existence would exist in Thee.

On the earth the broken arcs; in the heaven a perfect round.

Healthy feet can feel the very heart of Mother Earth.

Everything exists, everything is true and the earth is just a bit of dust beneath our feet.