“Don’t shame a woman for speaking her truth because it should be universal.”

Holy power, but more than water droplets, a whole fucking wave.

An angel’s soft breath coating the grounds, a gentle caress wakes us now.

If creativity calls, you answer. Otherwise, the words are lost to you forever.

Kiss me like my lips are the oxygen you need to survive or the passion you need to thrive.

To leap or to fall: that is love’s question.

Constricted hearts do not bode well for a mind that ties itself in knots.

Together we traced daydreams on each other’s skin, kisses our paintbrush.

It’s the simple things creating pockets of serenity in a world of uncertainty.

Even the stars get lonely at night.

All I have ever wanted is to rid my mind of the demons that still trespass, despite all attempts to guard the walls.

You told me I was the culmination of all the prettiest sunsets and that was the day I finally saw what you see in me.

Will you wither or will you thrive when the sun hides behind clouds?

Your love swallows me whole – just please, never spit me out in pieces.

Those lips on mine: Not I want you, but I need your kisses.

If I’m reborn, let my soul find yours again, so our missing pieces can connect and we can become whole.

A year already separates us; I don’t want miles between us too.

The fact that so many successful politicians are such shameless liars is not only a reflection on them, it is also a reflection on us. When the people want the impossible, only liars can satisfy.

What a shame, for I dearly love to laugh.

Be not ashamed of mistakes and thus make them crimes.

Be not ashamed of mistakes and thus make them crimes.

What is the seal of liberation? Not to be ashamed in front of oneself.

Shame is the lie someone told you about yourself.

I shall never be ashamed of citing a bad author if the line is good.

That’s the way you feel when you’re beaten inside. You don’t feel angry at those who’ve beaten you. You just feel ashamed.