“A stranger is a soul filled with surprises.”

Clarity and consistency over chocolates and flowers.

In the process of knowing myself I have come to learn the flow of life.

Let me leave. Let me live.

If your sanity requires you to talk less and feel more, so be it. You are not a bad person for not entertaining everyone.

I’m totally fine being a dandelion in a garden of roses.

The universe favors the broken.

Validation should never exist anyway. What you are and who you are – those are enough.

Love life and it will love you a thousand times more.

Your feelings are valid but not every argument is.

Unexpected things do happen in perfect timing.

If I’m toxic to you and you are to me, lets just be apart and live in peace.

The reward is real when not forced.

Not all things needs an explanation. Sometimes, all it needs is emotion.

The pain was so intense that it felt like its my first time.

Someday I will wake up in a different place with a different life.

Live like you have nothing to lose and see where life takes you.

YES we have a soul but it’s made of lots of tiny robots.

Painting transports me into another dimension which, quite literally, refreshes parts of the soul which other activities can’t reach.

Things have a life of their own, the gypsy proclaimed with a harsh accent. “It’s simply a matter of waking up their souls.”

The soul knows everything. Be who you are and your life will transform forever.

Love falls to earth, rises from the ground, pools around the afflicted. Love pulls people back to their feet. Bodies and souls are fed. Bones and lives heal. New blades of grass grow from charred soil. The sun rises.

Clarity is the ability to see the soul in action in the physical world.

My soul is to sell. The dark is too hard to beat ’cause they’re calling me.

Prayer begins by talking to God, but it ends by listening to Him. In the face of Absolute Truth, silence is the soul’s language.