“At times, listening to the heart rather than the mind gives birth to enchanting moments.”

Repentance and forgiveness both require courage and strength.

Growth is not a competition.

At times, a smile houses more sorrow than tears do.

Do not despair. The storm shall pass and the sun shall rise once more.

Choose peace over temporary pleasure.

Hang in there darling. The rain is necessary for the flower to fully grow.

Never let anyone mask their misbehavior towards you as authenticity.

How pleasant would it have been if our sorrows drowned themselves in our pellucid oceans of saline tears, beauty knows no limits.

Every album has its sad songs and happy songs.

Rain is the warm softness of a mother’s hand as she soothingly dabs that nasty smelling ointment on that bruised kneecap of yours, her delicate features creased with worry.

Her eyes sparkled with diamonds of hope and burned with fires of raw passion.

Your act of kindness towards someone could be the highlight of their day.

Don’t be afraid to bloom even in the darkest of times, just like moonflower blooms in the depths of the night.

You could see a butterfly as just a butterfly, or you could see it as an iridescent flower amidst the endless periwinkle blue skies.

Let the rainbows of hope kiss some color back into your numb cerulean heart.

Just like roses come with thorns, beauty comes with flaws. You could be the only rose in someone’s life full of thorns.

Your birth may be common, But death must be history.

You birth kings and queens, not only do you train and nurture them, but also lead them to the path of greatness.

My birth was a blessing. Sent to live and die on Earth; it’s a blessing. We each have a star; all you have to do is find it. Once you do, everyone sees it, you won’t be blinded.

Life is a journey through the sea between the Islands of birth and success.

Attachment gives birth to expectations.

Sometimes enemies are our best teachers, people can learn from their mistakes, destruction sometimes means rebirth.

Rainy days only give birth to more flowers.

I believe in living, I believe in birth, I believe in the sweat of love and in the fire of truth and I believe that a lost ship, steered by tired, sea sick sailors, can still be guided home to port.