“The opposite of growing isn’t being saved. Its finding peace.”

For years I could not cry. And I thought there was something wrong with me. Turns out I was crying after all – just not in tears.

There is a certain kind of light that only comes from having been through a certain kind of darkness.

I will heal and Oh what a day that will be.

I was never meant to be stagnant. I only wanted to grow.

You are only ever as lost as the next step you choose to take.

And I guess what I am really trying to say, is that I love the way you love me.

If they are still standing by your side when your armor is off. When your walls are down. When your heart is broken. And your scars are visible. Tuck them into your arms like gold. And do not let them go.

You told me everything would be okay. I wish you had said – you’ll hurt but I’ll hold you.

I do not write. My lungs just breathe in words.

What it all comes down to either way, is if you are ready.

I will tremble. But that is not to say I am not brave.

I don’t like to be called strong. I am just a weak with a side of faith.

I would rather have peaceful isolation than divided freedom. Read that again.

These times are wild but so are we.

I never loved you because you had it all together. I loved you because you were falling apart and still saw fit to let me into your world.

I am not the kind of lost that needs finding. I am the kind of lost that needs healing.

We are near awakening when we dream that we dream.

Deeper meaning resides in the fairy tales told to me in my childhood than in the truth that is taught by life.

Philosophy is really nostalgia, the desire to be at home.

There is so much Everything that Nothing is hidden quite nicely.

Creating is a lonely thing in a lot of ways.

With girls, friendships are hard because you have to learn to get to a maturity level to love them but not want to be them.

Did you think the lion was sleeping because he didn’t roar?

Many a crown shines spotless now that yet was deeply sullied in the winning.