“My love, you know the colors of my soul.”

You’re a borderless being with infinite layers to unravel.

There’s nothing that shakes an indomitably free soul like yours.

Feelings have the answer for words we don’t know how to speak.

She is like water lily, because in the most hostile waters she blooms.

If you could only know, how many feelings fit inside me; the noise that lives in this stormy sea.

I’m the coffee shop kinda person; the kind who loved to live unless lives in doses of caffeine.

Storms can ruin gardens, but that doesn’t mean you won’t see flowers again.

Please, don’t listen all the hate and take a little break to fall in love with you.

We are made of everything. And everything is made of us. We are deeply rooted to mother earth, our home.

She has constellations in her wilding soul, a soft-paced heart in a spirit beyond control.

We need to see inside our souls the massive beauty of this world.

Keep your mind open, your spirit wide and loose, the heart warm and kind.

This is my soul skin. Born from the dust, blooming from within.

Greatness is not built in a rush, but with acre, patience and love.

People are as wonderful as skies. As mysterious as magical. As sweet as tragical.

She has nature running through her veins, which sometimes bites like cactus, other times calms like sounds of rain.

I believe in continuing to put love and kindness and compassion and art into the world.

Nobody loves me but my mother, And she could be jivin’ too.

The motto of chivalry is also the motto of wisdom; to serve all, but love only one.

I never knew how to worship until I knew how to love.

Alice! You know I love you like a sister! Words. she growled.

Once I get onstage the tension explodes and I’m fine. I’m in another world – in a trance almost, doing what I love best, expressing myself through guitar.

Ultimately, you’re left with the people you love and who love you- everything else fades into oblivion.

Elvis, he was unique. And he loved the blues, it was a pity he didn’t do more.