“I see you in every love song I listen.”

The taste of your lips? The taste of love.

I want to feel mine again.

She never knew how everybody saw her. All she cared was how she saw herself.

I dare you to change your story. I dare you to build your world again. I dare you.

I need a lifetime with your lips, and still that wouldn’t be enough.

Good decisions, my dear, are only earned by making a few mistakes.

Stop opening doors that lead you to a daunting past, and get out the window to start your future, at last.

Love is just a confusing word I want to figure out with you.

She walked away from the world ready to join the stars.

I’m counting every heartbeat to tell you how much life you give to me.

Falling in love is the best thing that will ever happen to you. And not with someone else but with yourself.

The night comes, and I’m drowned by my thoughts.

What an ungodly act, to love someone with your heart filled with the essence of somebody else.

Keep that little star shining in your soul. I know it takes energy, but keep that light alive, and you will find your way through the darkest nights.

Every natural disaster creates its damage, just like you created a mess in me.

You ask what is the true meaning of hope? I think hope is when you get exiled from your own dreams and still choose to carry on and believe there are still a thousand dreams waiting for you to hold on to them.

I listen to music before my competitions to get me pumped up. It helps me stay focused.

Then as the years went on and my listening became more deliberate, I would climb up on an arm of our big sofa to get my ear closer to the wireless speaker.

There is always hope when people are forced to listen to both sides.

If you don’t listen deeply, the connection won’t take place.

Listen to me girl, you have castles inside your bones, coronets in your heart, if he threatens you with a battle, you raise him a whole war, the last time I checked, queens cover before no man.

I hope you summon your courage and you invite your demons to tea, and you learn to listen to all their stories.

I listen to Frank Sinatra before my fight a lot, and I also listen to Orisha music, so both of those, I need, it’s weird. It’s a weird combination.

Do you want to see what human eyes have never seen? Look at the moon. Do you want to hear what ears have never heard? Listen to the bird’s cry. Do you want to touch what hands have never touched? Touch the earth. Verily I say that God is about to create the world.