“The wound is the place where the Light enters you.”

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.

Respond to every call that excites your spirit.

Love is the whole thing. We are only pieces.

I like to think that somewhere out there there’s a little bit of magic and not everyone knows a broken heart.

When most people don’t know what real agony is, some of us live on the hope that “someday things might get better”, being not really sure if they ever will.

How lonely it is with tears and heartbreak for company.

I strongly feel cure of any heartbreak is good coffee and bookstore reading.

Reality breaks hearts, but life is beautiful.

Sometimes your heart was meant to break, so these broken pieces of yours can bloom in a garden of self-love.

Ask the desert how much it aches for the rain,  how I ache for you is much the same.

I am an expert at breaking my own heart.