“Take refuge in your own arms. Collapse into the protection of your own body. It’s the safest home you will ever know.”

I will take this heart, these lungs, these hands and I will rebuild.

The more you judge others. The more you cage yourself.

Our greatness mistake was starting with potent lust, and allowing it to drip into lust.

For every breath that catches the attention of my lungs – I am grateful.

There is such beauty lying in the subtle calling of the seconds, of the milliseconds, if you slow down enough to capture it.

More breath than mind. More moon silk than sunbeam. More bone than break.

You reach a dangerous level of independence the moment you realize you are beating.

If you are in need of a safety net-sit with your own heartbeat for a little while.

Fear creates space for creativity. Love creates space for healing.

Never be afraid to fall apart in front of the stars. They do not twinkle with judgment.

My body has forgotten what my own warmth feels like and the ice on my skin has frost bitten all those who have tried to hold me.

I am learning to forgive all those who are not sorry.

Is there another human out there made from the same lightening as me that I have crashed into yet?

I stepped into love with grace. I stepped out of love with grace. The beginning was beautiful. The ending was beautiful.

The irony of crashing into me is I will show you what safety looks like.

The truth is your skin was my skin and shedding you is not an easy process.

Glamour is something more than what you put on your body. It has to do with the way you carry yourself and the impact you have on others.

When you are infinitely indebted for your body, for Knowledge, for things you have received, and for your own life, then you bask in the abundance of the Creator

Death means my present physical costume ends.

When you are infinitely indebted for your body, for Knowledge, for things you have received, and for your own life, then you bask in the abundance of the Creator

My mind has been the most discontented and restless one that ever was put into a body too small for it.

It’s a war zone, my body, and one which has been through a great deal.

Correct me if I am wrong, but I personally feel that the Indian body type is not cut out to be size zero. I am not size zero and I don’t believe in that either.

Wealth, a friend, a wife, and a kingdom may be regained; but this body when lost may never be acquired again.