“Regret is a time travel in a world where time only moves forward.”

Sometimes I get my youth confused with age.

Give me love and I’ll show you unconditional.

I miss you even in my dreams.

Love, if true, stays when all else is gone.

Can I write you into existence?

He is a friend. A different kind of lover.

The ‘almost’ kinda love never makes it.

Silence is the best storyteller.

I am a wildflower disguised as a flame. It’ll be fun to watch you underestimate me.

When you least expect it, death creeps in and reminds you of life.

Love, let go you’re holding on to things you no longer know – release.

Love yourself, first.

Teach me how to forgive cause I can’t seem to forget.

Missing you like you no longer exist.

The dream is to have the world know what it’s like to love and be loved.

They push you away and say you’ve changed.

If knowledge can create problems, it is not through ignorance that we can solve them.

People who lean on logic and philosophy and rational exposition end by starving the best part of the mind.

Happiness is not found in things you possess, but in what you have the courage to release.

Simple, genuine goodness is the best capital to found the business of this life upon. It lasts when fame and money fail, and is the only riches we can take out of this world with us.

Can hope bloom in the shade? Can time give back what it takes away? I once saw the answers to life in your eyes; now I can remember the words to goodbye.

The chance which now seems lost may present itself at the last moment.

There is nothing that making men rich and strong but that which they carry inside of them. True wealth is of the heart, not of the hand.

What we need for our happiness is often close at hand, if we knew but how to seek for it.