“Nature reaches out to us with welcoming arms, and bids us enjoy her beauty; but we dread her silence and rush into the crowded cities, there to huddle like sheep fleeing from a ferocious wolf.”

To understand the heart and mind of a person, look not at what he has already achieved, but at what he aspires to.

There must be something strangely sacred about salt. It is in our tears and in the sea.

But let there be spaces in your togetherness and let the winds of the heavens dance between you. Love one another but make not a bond of love: let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.

Your joy can fill you only as deeply as your sorrow has carved you.

Your joy can fill you only as deeply as your sorrow has carved you.

And God said, Love your enemy, & I obeyed Him & loved myself.

When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.

Yesterday is but today’s memory, and tomorrow is today’s dream.

If you sing of beauty though alone in the heart of the desert you will have an audience.

All can hear, but only the sensitive can understand.

All can hear, but only the sensitive can understand.

The giving and receiving of pleasure is a need and an ecstasy.

It takes a minute to have a crush on someone, an hour to like someone, and a day to love someone but it takes a lifetime to forget someone.

Between what is said and not meant, and what is meant and not said, most of love is lost.

Observe the wonders as they occur around you. Don’t claim them. Feel the artistry moving through and be silent.

Love and doubt have never been on speaking terms.

I know how our fingers would interlace. Like this and that. Delicate yet determined. As porcelain scales in serene movements. Iridescent in ways our thoughts could not convey. How beautifully we are made in the ways we trace out along soft skins the words that linger within us.

Life is an adventure, it can be hard but it can also be one of the most beautiful experiences imaginable.

I want someone to kiss my scars and tell me I’m beautiful still, that even after my scars I’m worthy to be loved and seen, i want someone to tell me that warriors do not come clean.

You were a beautiful dream but dreams dont last long.

You will know your worth eventually & you will heal with time; slowly, yet beautifully.

I always feel better and more beautiful in things that I’m comfortable in so I was fine with putting a little makeup on and keeping my leggings on and going to a party.

It was beautiful for as long as it lasted, you’ve felt it all & now it’s time to move on.

Stupidity is what makes love beautiful. Being stupid and being in love go hand in hand.