“Every time someone tries to break you, God looks a little more after you.”

Time is an illusion, people say but only until you have to match its pace.

Sharing your emotions with paper is so much more comforting than sharing with someone else.

Speak truth whenever possible, it sounds the most poetic.

Even when there’s no one you can rely upon, you’re being guided, protected, and kept safe.

You know they’re a pure soul when it breaks their own heart to break another heart even unintentionally.

Having loved and lost too many people what can I be if not kind?

Some people may slip out of your life, but they sure stay for a lifetime in your heart and memories.

There comes a time when people start trying to dim your light. It’s the toughest fight, stay strong, you’re meant to fly beyond the skies.

People who comment on others’ behaviour the most are the ones who need to take out time to study themselves first.

When we’re afraid of losing something, we end up losing it indeed.

Pray for those whom you love. Pray more for those who love you.

Simplicity speaks for itself.

It’s okay to be tired after being there for everyone else. It’s okay to rest, now be there for yourself as well.

To the world, you may be no one. To God, you matter the most

I see peace when I look into your eyes and that, my love, is rare to find.

The frustration that follows our persistence to override God’s plan for our life hits hard and different.

I know not what you believe of God, but I believe He gave yearnings and longings to be filled, and that He did not mean all our time should be devoted to feeding and clothing the body

To become properly acquainted with a truth, we must first have disbelieved it, and disputed against it.

I believe that transgender people, including those who have transitioned, are living out real, authentic lives. Those lives should be celebrated, not questioned. Their health care decisions should be theirs and theirs alone to make.

Learning To believe you are magnificent. And gradually to discover that you are not magnificent. Enough labor for one human life.

Writing keeps me from believing everything I read.

But I do believe that a woman’s truest place is in a home, with a husband and with children, and with large freedom, pecuniary freedom, personal freedom, and the right to vote

You are not realistic unless you believe in miracles!

I don’t know if I believe in luck. I think I’m very fortunate.