“Even the rain could be the answer to your prayers.”

Honestly, I just want to love without the fear of losing anything.

Yes, there are wounds but we are not conquered.

When you hold my hand and it feels like a fresh dream.

There is always a bit of love whispering from somewhere.

But when has worry ever produced a miracle?

But I must admit. I am desperate for hope.

Tell me, what is hope if not a sweet, sweet companion?

Falling apart to fall together again.

Don’t be afraid to feel everything.

Our hearts; the greatest revolution.

Forgiveness – nectar for the soul. A heartbeat.

Most days, I am the rain. – And that’s okay.

All of this heartache is a war story.

What a victory it will be to taste the light again.

We are broken. But never beyond repair.

Hope, it is small. But it is always enough.

Humanity is not without answers or solutions regarding how to liberate itself from scenarios that invariably end with mass exterminations.

Don’t take ‘no’ for an answer.

Making money is not gonna change anything about what I am, except I won’t answer the door.

In order for answers to become clear, the questions have to be clear.

When typhus or cholera breaks out, they tell us that Nobody is to blame. That terrible Nobody! How much he has to answer for. More mischief is done by Nobody than by all the world besides.

You don’t have to know everything or figure out everything. Be comfortable in not knowing all the answers.

I remember when I came out of an exam thinking I had done well and then I had a clue that maybe one answer was wrong, I remembered that I rather stop knowing, stop thinking about it, appreciating life instead.

Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer.