“The only thing that fills the void is pulling things out of it.”

I am never going to stop trying to translate meaning from mundane.

I will bring you all of my dead flowers if you will breathe me a promise of spring.

Don’t talk to me like I am a lost little girl I am a wolf and these are my woods.

No matter the storm you are still standing to guide me home.

I am an expert at breaking my own heart.

The sun and moon are both awake, flirting from across the sky.

Without question, you have been the greatest adventure of my life.

There is no point in uprooting yourself to prove to others you can bloom.

If it is love it is always enough love is a quality, not a quantity.

Home is where you feel.

I send you videos of birds you keep pointing out my wings.

Here I am spitting up roses in your name I hope you choke on the thorns.

There is magic in the minuscule.

Some of my favorite things are moments you have given me.

You spent years planting red flags convincing me they were roses.

I do not hate the scars they hold me together binding flesh and experience gnarled lines.

Mankind is made of two kinds of people: wise people who know they’re fools, and fools who think they are wise.

Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle.

I cannot teach anybody anything. I can only make them think.

Those who know do not speak. Those who speak do not know.

I never considered a difference of opinion in politics, in religion, in philosophy, as cause for withdrawing from a friend.

You treat a disease, you win, you lose. You treat a person, I guarantee you, you’ll win, no matter what the outcome.

Keep me away from the wisdom which does not cry, the philosophy which does not laugh and the greatness which does not bow before children.

A fool can become a Genius when he understands he is a fool but. A Genius can become a fool when he understands he is a Genius.