“We give the privilege to hurt us to nobody but the people we love.”

God is kind he loves every kind.

The stars in my head form a constellation out of my soul.

Maybe you too have those wings you just don’t know how to fly yet.

Be kind enough to not hurt anyone, be strong enough to not hurt yourself.

Sometimes people leave to make us learn how to live.

You are the destiny I am destined to.

Live for sunrises and sunsets for they will give you no stress.

Time is capable of doing it all love, hurt, rise and fall.

The face can lie but the heart can not.

Every fairytale has its own hell but there’s always heaven in the end.

As bright as a sunflower as brave as a warrior.

The night is never too dark for the ones who look for the stars.

Love stays young when old souls fall in love.

If beauty can love the beast, imagine what she can conquer.

Even the Moon takes care of you wherever you go, it follows you.

I feel the silence with my chaotic heart.

Because that’s just the way it is, and don’t sleep on what you did before, you know, because it can not hurt you, but you can find yourself sleeping on something that happened in the past, but you dare to progress and there is always room for progression.

And I know this world is so cold and deceiving but I keep my head up like my nose is bleeding.

They silenced her tongue, for they feared how sharp it might cut them.

Words are like weapons; they wound sometimes.

To hurt is simply an act of remembering. Of holding my skin to the edge in the hope I might feel anything at all.

I was aware of how incredible the match was. Unfortunately there had to be a winner. From my point of view many left feeling sorry for me instead of being happy for Rafa. Which hurts.

Kindness is willing to look in the face of the hurting.

It hurts my head, but it’s fine because it’s something I do every day. You can’t avoid the gymnastics questions.