“We have engaged ourselves so much in the idea of self love, that everyone else appears to be empty shelves.”

Your departure is no joke it freaks me out every time you leave for the airport.

If I’m sharing you with myself, I’m daring to share your thirst for warmth, your body and soul, even your mistakes gone wrong.

Darling, everything is likely to fall in place, only if you make up your mind to stay.

My notebook couldn’t carry the burden of all those words which my heart once felt.

The sound of those crickets still drowns me in the summer fantasy.

She who has the courage to dive deep into the ocean will find the pearls.

I couldn’t experience an end with you, because you have always been a beginning to something new every day.

I found the universe in you when people thought the sky is the limit.

Anger makes you vulnerable, It slowdowns the mind and make us slip our tongues often.

Sometimes it’s suffocating by being surrounded by happiness and not being able to feel it.

It’s exhausting stitching the bruises of the past with the one you see your whole life with.

Surviving is to overcome a hurting wound living is to see your face each morning.

You were drunk in love by the time I was already sober.

Sometimes I wish that I was the first you’ve met when you turned eighteen. There could be so many more years which we could have lived together.

You make sunlight doubt its role in winters as you set my body on fire.

There are these emotions which are eager to scream aloud, but they settle inside us without a cry.

I used to be obsessed with Pearl Jam, but I love having pink hair and kind of looking like a Barbie.

I’m never happy with my face, my hair, I haven’t really got any boobs and I’m not really that tall.

I’m not that big, physically. I’m just big where it counts – I got a big heart!

When I look at someone’s face, I look beyond that face and into the cellular memory in my heart that says, ‘Finally you and I have met again. And now we must find out why’.

To the man with only a hammer, every problem looks like a nail.

If you believe in a God who controls the big things, you have to believe in a God who controls the little things. It is we, of course, to whom things look ‘little’ or ‘big’.

I love dressing up and doing the red carpet every once in a while, but I am very much a jeans kinda girl, so it’s all a little embarrassing for me.

If you’re given a choice between money and sex appeal, take the money. As you get older, the money will become your sex appeal.