“I taught myself the art of forgetfulness. If they were meant to be remembered, they would have stayed.”

Lay your head on mine and let me breathe you instead of air.

Refrain from giving pieces of yourself to those who get close, for people leave, and gifts that are given cannot be returned.

I’ve experienced departure far too much to have the courage and call anyone my own.

You’ll roam the world and come to realize: It’s all in you, to be free or not to be.

We reshape our memories into uglier versions because it’s hard to forget them while they’re still beautiful.

This is face blindness, but not really it. Among all the faces I see, I could only see yours.

I’ve always had a fear of endings, but it comes as relief to me that among all the dying things, I am one too.

Where once there were a few houses between us, now there are seas.

I close my eyes and I see you. I open them, and I’m blind.

You float underneath my eyelids – a dream I never seem to get enough of.

Of all the lies I’ve lived, and all the lies I’ve been told, the lies I told myself hurt the most.

If there’s anything I’ve learnt so far, it’s that to love others, you should give them space to breathe.

And it scares me that if I ever get my wings, I might not know where to fly to.

I am grieving a connection that never really happened, a dance of souls that only lasted one day.

Maybe that’s why it was so easy for you to break me, you can always tear the pages of an open book.

When she laughs, her soul floats outside her body and I can touch it.

There is no abstract art. You must always start with something. Afterward you can remove all traces of reality.

Art is the elimination of the unnecessary.

There is nothing more truly artistic than to love people.

I want to touch people with my art. I want them to say ‘he feels deeply, he feels tenderly’.

We have nothing to lose, nothing to gain, nothing we desired anymore- except to make our lives into a work of art.

We have art in order not to die of the truth.

Well, art is art, isn’t it? Still, on the other hand, water is water!

Taking time for your art is taking time for yourself.