“Weary hearts can still hold love.”

If a dream has been planted in your heart, nobody can keep you from the harvest.

Things do not have to be shiny and loud, to be important.

Gratitude, fill me up and overwhelm me with peace.

Like every song, life is a sequence of notes. A symphony of highs and lows.

Maybe strength is less about carrying the load and more about letting go.

We all start off afraid.

Give yourself time to rest + heal + then rise.

Do not settle in the dirt. Get up and make something from it.

Kind people aren’t doormats.

Boundaries aren’t walls to keep people out, they are tools to let the right energy in.

We heal in a community, take my hand and I’ll take yours.

You don’t need to go far to find beauty. – you just need to start seeing yourself.

Distressed but not defeated.

Better yourself. Don’t belittle yourself.

It’s okay to know what you want, it’s equally okay to be fighting it out well.

Mistakes happen to refine us, not define us.

Even if someone isn’t with you, you still have love in your heart. You will always have this love because no one can take away what’s in your heart.

As her words became poetry, the poetry became a song. As her heart became his, he became one with her.

Love is the song we all carry forever in our hearts. It never leaves us.

The key is falling in love with something, anything. If your heart’s attached to it, then your mind will be attached to it.

Every heart carries love and light. No one can ever take that away.

If you can’t handle a heart like mine, don’t waste your time with me.

A man who has no conscience, no goodness, does not suffer.

Hearts are like tapers, which at beauteous eyes Kindle a flame of love that never dies; And beauty is a flame, where hearts, like moths, Offer themselves a burning sacrifice.