“Do what you love, but be damned sure it’s profitable. If you do work you love, but it doesn’t generate income, your business will fail. If you do work you hate, but it generates income, your health will fail… and your business along with it.”

Since you are gone, I collect the stars each night building my own night sky, so I have something to hold onto forever.

Can anybody hear me? Are my words going to waste I need to believe there was a purpose to all the pain?

The universe hears what you say, but it knows what you mean.

Enough of this. The next one I love will return my passion.

It’s unconditional; their chemistry is unconditional – forever.

I love you so much that it hurts and that’s the problem I love you so much that it hurts.

Let’s always bloom, savor and delight others with our beauty.

Shadows follow me the way a vulture stalks death. One small step ahead.