“Sunflowers adapt to let the light reach them and I’m learning to do the same.”

Please don’t be afraid when i tell you about this emptiness i carry. I am still so full of love.

I want to be like the wild; Never afraid to grow.

Always be kind. After all most hearts are home to some kind of pain.

And maybe my arms have grown too tired to hold this but my eyes will never stop searching for miracles.

They tell you to be grateful for what you have. But you are also allowed to be sad for what you have lost.

I remind myself that I am capable of growing flowers from rain and building mountains from dirt.

I have cried with the rain. Now I will grow with the forest.

I am made of flowers, the kind that always grow back even after the frost.

You cannot hope to heal when you are stuck some where between needing to get over them and still wishing for them to come back.

It hurts to let go but it heals to be free.

They expect me to feel like spring but my heart is full of April showers.

My heart roams in the wild. A place where there is always room to grow.

I think I will always be half a breath between the hurting and the healing.

I have become a ghost, Letting myself be haunted by everything I once was and everything I could’ve been.

Let autumn be proof that change is a beautiful thing even tho it can be hard to see at first.

No matter how many storms pass through it, this heart is still a gentle thing.

Cinema reflects culture and there is no harm in adapting technology, but not at the cost of losing your originality.

Never accept or be too comfortable with the status quo, because the companies that get into trouble are historically the ones that aren’t able to adapt to change and respond quickly enough.

I’ve made seventeen or eighteen films now, only two of which have been original screenplays, all the others have been based on short stories or novels, and I find the long short story ideal for adaptation.

Don’t get older; get better: Live realistically. Give generously. Adapt willingly. Trust fearlessly. Rejoice daily.

You could have left me in the jungle. I would have survived and mastered bird language. Adaptability is my secret weapon.

Learning and adapting things again isn’t that easy for ones who loved someone unconditionally.

The worst part of success is, to me, adapting to it. It’s scary.

I adapt and I adjust to whatever environment I’m in.