“How unfair that I can force my hands to let go before they are ready but not my heart.”

She was always falling in love with the complexities of the human heart.

I know the way isn’t clear hold steady anyway.

And sometimes love looks like choosing.

Your lies were so beautiful that I miss them more than you.

Let me show you just how bad good love can be.

I fear I am and will always be the river emptying into your sea.

I was perfect until I broke.

You only knew the parts of me you accepted in yourself.

I am so sorry; you see, I wanted to love you, but I had to be free.

My darling, how lonely it is to love you.

You were a nightmare I never wanted to wake up from.

I am jealous of the wind because she gets to touch you.

I would die for you it’s true if I could only learn how to breathe around you.

I want to catch snowflakes on your tongue.

Formless I take shape beneath your fingertips.

The sadness in her eyes was more beautiful than any sunrise.

Our patience will achieve more than our force.

Perpetual optimism is a force multiplier.

Two conflicting forces cannot exist in one human heart. When doubt reigns, faith cannot abide. Where hatred rules, love is crowded out. Where selfishness rules, there love cannot dwell. When worry is present, trust cannot crowd its way in.

No one makes me do anything I don’t want to do.

We only do what feels right. If something feels forced or contrived, then we pull back. We remain the Foo Fighters.

Don’t force pieces that don’t fit.

All the forces of darkness need to succeed … is for the people to do nothing.

The use of force alone is but temporary. It may subdue for a moment; but it does not remove the necessity of subduing again; and a nation is not governed, which is perpetually to be conquered.