“The heart has its own language. The heart knows a hundred thousand ways to speak.”

Let the beauty of what you love be what you do.

A pen went scribbling along. When it tried to write love, it broke.

Dance, when you’re broken open. Dance, if you’ve torn the bandage off. Dance in the middle of the fighting. Dance in your blood. Dance when you’re perfectly free.

Yesterday I was clever, so I wanted to change the world. Today I am wise, so I am changing myself.

Whoever’s calm and sensible is insane!

Let silence take you to the core of life.

I see my beauty in you.

When you feel a peaceful joy, that’s when you are near truth.

Like a shadow, I am and I am not.

There is little one can say about love. It has to be lived, and it’s always in motion.

I once had a thousand desires. But in my one desire to know you all else melted away.

Pain is a treasure, for it contains mercies.

Don’t grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form.

There is a voice that doesn’t use words. Listen.

The universe and the light of the stars come through me.

The art of knowing is knowing what to ignore.

It sucks to lose everything your heart beats for.

Love isn’t always about flowers and happy endings, sometimes its about letting go with love screaming in your bones.

Come back. These broken pieces couldn’t beat anymore.

You would be so proud of me, if you knew of all the ways i’ve turnt my pain into art.

Mistakes were made. Mine was, believing that you loved me & yours, well you know what you did.

Painting will bring a lot of good thoughts to your heart.

I moved on but love never felt the same.

I was seeking you everywhere but found you the day i looked inside my heart.