“You made me realize that i could be loved and beautiful too, that i could be counted amongst the moon and stars too.”

I believe, women are miraculous creatures. so compassionate yet carry the potential to bring you hell.

I hope you find someone, who pours love like rain during monsoon, onto all broken parts of you.

The world kept breaking you and here you are- still soft, still loving, how strong of you to maintain your magic in a world where everyone loses their essence.

I’m sorry love scares me, I’ve only seen it end in pain.

The pain keeps dripping down my eyes, but it never really stops hurting.

Even the stars cried when they wrote our fate, a love so deep yet we had to separate.

I stay kind, for the hurt in me knows, pain needs love to heal.

I am fire on the verge of ignition, don’t mistake me for a flame and then blame me for your destruction.

Self love is breaking your own heart to save your soul from shattering.

I know you are afraid to love again, but let the thrill of love be bigger than your fear of hurt.

Loves a drug, the one who overdoses bears the consequences.

My heart is aching and my eyes tearing, will i ever get the love i always keep trying to give others?

We talk too much about heartbreak and broken tales, where are the happy endings and magical fairy tales?

With a heart like yours, you could keep pouring love for an eternity, why not give some to yourself?

If you were ever to cut my flesh open, i would bleed in broken dreams & love i failed to give. for all that i have not done consume me more than all of the things I’ve done.

Things have changed, pain doesn’t scare me anymore love does.

Real strength never impairs beauty or harmony, but it often bestows it, and in everything imposingly beautiful, strength has much to do with the magic.

That … is how the world moves: Not like an arrow, but a boomerang.

Building a wardrobe is like building a circle of friends your whole life…. Your own beauty is to be yourself, but of course we need tools and accessories.

Harbour Island in the Bahamas is beautiful, with turquoise water and pink sand.

Foster the beautiful, and every hour thou tallest new flowers to birth.

A noble soul spreads even over a face in which the architectonic beauty is wanting an irresistible grace, and a often even triumphs over the natural disfavor.

The beautiful thing about learning is nobody can take it away from you.

I wish I could write a beautiful book to break those hearts that are soon to cease to exist: a book of faith and small neat worlds and of people who live by the philosophies of popular songs.