“Sometimes, the only hand you need to hold, is your own.”

When you’d hurt, I’d rush to your side. When I’d hurt, you’d hide.

The beautiful yet chaotic irony of it all is that; because of you, I lost myself, and yet, because of you, I found myself.

And I’m just trying to find someone worthy enough to set my heart on fire.

And some days, all she needs is to lay beneath the crescent moon and let the earth hold her.

It was then, sitting there, that I looked over him, and realized there was more.

He admired the way I loved. Because I still gave everything that I had, even when I was left with nothing.

Love today. Gone tomorrow. Now you pass each other like strangers on a busy street.

The only thing setting her off, are the fireworks he put inside of her soul.

She left this world with so many unanswered questions. But returned with an open heart.

If only he would look at me. Look at me the way I look at poetry.

These walls are so high, but I refuse to be a prisoner of my past.

There are things that I don’t say out loud. And so they just live in the roots of my soul.

Its okay to have high standards. You deserve exactly what you want.

Whats so poetically beautiful about my world now, is that its finally mine.

She brought the kind of light that was similar to the sun right after it rains.

I fell like the rain on a perfectly sunny afternoon. It rushed over me out of nowhere. It opened up the skies.

To be independent of public opinion is the first formal condition of achieving anything great.

Departments and groups within the team must break down silos, depend on each other and understand who depends on them.

Because the development of inner calm & energy happens completely within & isn’t dependent on another person or a particular situation, we begin to feel a resourcefulness and independence that is quite beautiful—and a huge relief.

I have no regrets. I find everything happens for a reason and the reason why maybe this is happening is I won’t take BS from anyone. And I think it’s making me stand out on my own and be very independent and fight for what I believe in.

As soon as you trust yourself, you will know how to live.

Enlightenment is man’s emergence from his self-imposed immaturity. Immaturity is the inability to use one’s understanding without guidance from another.

Genius is the ability to independently arrive at and understand concepts that would normally have to be taught by another person.

I am too intelligent, too demanding, and too resourceful for anyone to be able to take charge of me entirely. No one knows me or loves me completely. I have only myself.