“When god created woman, he was introspecting himself after falling in love.”

Darling, do not teach your stars to shine. Teach them how to embrace the darkness.

He’s shy, he talks to her only. She’s bold, she listens to him only.

She’s never silent, you can always listen her soul speaking the tongue of poetry.

She is handpicked by nature to bleed. Look, how she makes pain bow down and plead.

I wanted peace, they gave me silence.

Once the sky dreamt of kissing the earth and everyone called it horizon.

I hope this pain never eases and these wounds never heal. That’s how you keep lingering in scars, underneath my skin.

Night is a song, moon and sad people can sing along.

Worship her for the way she rolls her sleeves up and hums the silence of healing.

Poetry is an eulogy, sung for hope and love.

Rest your head on his shoulder more often. Earth blushes when a snowflake gently dozes off on it.

A poet is the most beautiful poem, never read out loud by anyone.

Art is the sound of a human dying to be an immortal artist.

Love to the fullest. Either you’ll live for eternity or die as a poet.

She was hidden, drenched in darkness. He held her hand and called her luna.

I started painting the touch of your voice, and ended up writing a love song.

When you create a basic budget and stick to it, it will suddenly seem like you have more money.

80% of your problems are not PEOPLE problems … they are SYSTEM problems, because systems create the behaviors of people.

Dishonesty of any kind will create a blemish.

I’ve created a chaotic life, and then I get on edge because of it.

I started making remixes for every specific girl I wanted to date. That’s how I learned how to use Pro Tools, and then I started making my own music.

A thing constructed can only be loved after it is constructed; but a thing created is loved before it exists.

It was the whole Trinity, which at the beginning of creation said, “Let us make man”. It was the whole Trinity again, which at the beginning of the Gospel seemed to say, “Let us save man”.

Glass can shatter, yet still be created into nothing short of art. And so can you.