“It tastes like gold, and everything before then felt like dust. Everytime they question how beautiful your love Is.”

Magical, extraterrestrial, marvelous, enchanted, brave, beautiful, miraculous, royalty, a warrior, a deity. You are simply everything you are and choose to believe.

You get broken you pick yourself back up, you get scarred you wear them beautifully, things that were meant to destroy you, you overcame them with such great might.

Softhearted child, there has always been a warrior inside of you. And the only way it could have been awoken was through difficult trials and momentary pain.

How many virtuous souls do you think maybe a victim of being treated unfairly, all because of that fear of loneliness?

I hope you realize how special you are, how your existence brings light to the people around you just like the moon and the dark night sky.

There is nothing more powerful than the prayer of a woman with a good heart.

she is evolving into a queen help her adjust her crown or just let her be

Your power, undermined, your strength, underrated, your shine, hauntingly bright.

I blame myself for searching for warriors in people that were never brave enough to smile at my demons.

You are capable of so many wonderful things in the world, sometimes, I myself call you one of the many extraordinary wonders.

Women like you happen as often as the world witnesses eclipses, the way your fire burns and how much love your heart emits, can never be described in such ease and simple words.

Pay attention to how he speaks of the person that used to be a part of him, for if he cuts ties with you, he would have the same pillow talks with another about you.

The way your inner-light glows is different compared to others. And that alone, makes you a million times more valuable.

In some cases, you have been lending out your love to those that are used to taking in something ordinary or average, extraordinary and extraterrestrial would always be too much to handle.

You birth kings and queens, not only do you train and nurture them, but also lead them to the path of greatness.

It’s ok if they don’t come back, but remember that what is good for you will always find it’s way to stay.

Building becomes architecture only when the mind of man consciously takes it and tries with all his resources to make it beautiful, to put concordance, sympathy with nature, and all that into it. Then you have architecture.

The Machine is Intellect mastering the drudgery of the earth that the plastic art may live; that the margin of leisure and strength by which man’s life upon earth can be made beautiful, may immeasurably widen; its function ultimately to emancipate human expression!

The longer I live, the more beautiful life becomes.

If you wisely invest in beauty, it will remain with you all the days of your life.

The longer I live the more beautiful life becomes. If you foolishly ignore beauty, you will soon find yourself without it. Your life will be impoverished. But if you invest in beauty, it will remain with you all the days of your life.

More and more, so it seems to me, light is the beautifier of the building.

Girls should learn that so much finery is only put on to hide defects, and that the triumph of beauty is to shine by itself.

Art perpetuates beauty. Beauty is a symptom of the force that is nature. You are a force of nature, I love you.