“Beautiful creature its time to forgive yourself you were surviving.”

Ancient shamans asked the sick one question only when did you stop singing?

My brother has not spoken to me in years. Something to do with Donald Trump or Jesus Christ or our horrible stepfather.

I meet you and know suddenly and horribly there is no difference between sex and war that I must die to get that close to touching god.

You loved me gray sweatpants and I loved you drunk on stouts and I am velveeta mac and cheese.

Good morning. The sun is 93 million miles away her light takes 8 minutes to find you each day. You are on purpose.

I want you as a lemon the waiter brings on a tiny white plate. I want him to watch while I squeeze you into my mouth and swallow the rind.

The point is that I loved.

The uncharted territory of the western amazon is called the mother of god.

When I was six I fell on a broken window. Once I realized no one was coming I stopped screaming and pulled the shard from my middle. This is life for some of us. This has been life for me.

The most revolutionary act women can do is take back the life that belongs to you.

My entire life I’ve waited for a man to teach the world how to treat me and if he’d step in and convince them all.

I should now admit I once made a fake account just to talk to you once more.

It finally happened like I thought it might I run into you.

Hour 36 of labor. I pull at god’s necktie dig a hole at the hospital floor.

You can’t go to a kindergarten teacher after me.

One tornado I lived through got the house.

Like the flowers that are planted in too rich a soil, strength and usefulness are sacrificed to beauty.

A man should hear a little music, read a little poetry, and see a fine picture every day of his life, in order that worldly cares may not obliterate the sense of the beautiful which God has implanted in the human soul.

We are all born so beautiful the greatest tragedy is being convinced we are not.

How much more respectable is the woman who earns her own bread by fulfilling any duty, than the most accomplished beauty!

Games are nature’s most beautiful creation.

And if then women do not resign the arbitrary power of beauty – they will prove that they have less mind than man.

Life becomes easier and more beautiful when we can see the good in other people.

Avoid the flourish. Do not be afraid to be weak. Do not be ashamed to be tired. You look good when you’re tired. You look like you could go on forever. Now come into my arms. You are the image of my beauty.