“I built a kingdom out of heartache and it is glorious.”

There is something extraordinary in this space between our skin.

In another life, you kept your word, and forever’s still ours for the taking.

I am not proud of the things I did when I was hurting.

How can I be homesick for a life I haven’t lived?

You were a beautiful chapter, but not my last.

It was an adventure, wasn’t it? You and I.

Mortgages, marriage, and kids are not life’s only meaningful milestones.

She had a smile that took me to church every damn night.

How sad it is that you have become something I need to recover from.

Too many broken forevers and tired bones.

She gave me a feeling I knew I would spend the rest of my life chasing.

Some of my best and most glorious love stories are friendships.

I am so sick of missing what was never mine.

Our souls are old friends.

The sun is setting, life is shifting, and this skin is ready.

There is still so much light left in us.

Divine Nature gave the fields, human art built the cities.

He [Caesar Augustus] found a city built of brick; he left it built of marble.

The old must always make way for the new, and one thing must be built out of the ruins of another. There is no murky pit of hell awaiting anyone.

We are built to live in the kingdom of God. It is our natural habitat.

I built you a sandcastle because you’re a princess, but I tore it down because I’m a loser.

True intimacy is only build around the freedom to disagree.

The coolest toys don’t have to be bought; they can be built.

There’s been so much wealth built up that we really can feel spending for some time.