“I think if you let me, I’d build an observatory just to show you that all the stars in the universe will never shine as brightly as you.”

It’s exhausting to be locked in your head with all these thoughts that tie you down. Just for one moment, try with all your might to let go of all the things that stop you from being you.

How does loneliness still exist with all these souls in the world?

She is scared to love again, because people change their minds. She is scared to love again, because people leave with no answers, and she is sick of thinking it’s because of her.

You’ve become so damaged That when someone Wants to give you What you deserve You have no idea How to respond.

Does art make sense to you? You are so brave and quiet; I think you would understand.

My dreams were always of you but every time I closed my eyes you belonged to someone else.

But the world is exhausted, and the only wealth we have left is love.

Just tell me softly that you love me, because when you said my name, I swear my heart was never the same.

I loved what we had too. The only difference was that I saw it as forever and you saw it as just for now.

If you are in love and the love is returned, be grateful. Because if you take love for granted, it will be overturned.

Words become trapped in your mind if you don’t free them. Write them down, speak them, share.

You have every right to love your solitude. Being alone doesn’t always mean you are lonely.

You are allowed to outgrow someone. If the river parts ways, you can forge your own path to the sea.

There is beauty in the chaos of living

I know life doesn’t play out like the movies. But I want a happy ending with you.

Of all the tragedies on this earth, there is none more tragic than a person who cannot see their worth.

They built that electricity powerhouse,” because nothing has been built so far.

I don’t like talking. It’s how I’m built. Some people gab all day and some play it smogo. I don’t mind talking or smiling, it’s just I don’t do it very much. I haven’t got a smiling face or a talking mouth.

Not well-built walls, but brave citizens are the bulwark of the city.

I found Rome built of bricks; I leave her clothed in marble.

You can walk in and out. I have built no doors.

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.