“If you could choose to be anyone, would you still choose to be you?”

I find hope in late summer afternoons.

I always wanted to feel it all. From the chaos of a thunderstorm to the touch of the wind. Both adrenaline and calm, fear and bravery.

There’s a soft-wild touch in love.

Go search for your soul; even if you don’t really know the route for being whole.

Maybe you’ve been through hell. But can you see how brave you were to get this far?

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

We have the entire universe within the soul. So dark and empty and yet, so full of light, so whole.

You’re like the sun; because nor the grey nor the storm can bring down the essence of your wildest form.

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

The more you believe, the brighter you will shine.

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

My love, you know the colors of my soul.

When they try to break you down let the rain nourish your roots; let yourself flourish away.

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

We’re the mirror of the cosmos, where stars collapse, born, and fade in unison.

The mountains are calling and I will go.

You always have a choice. It’s just that some people make the wrong one.

Happiness is a choice that requires effort at times.

Citizens by birth or choice of a common country, that country has a right to concentrate your affections.

You just have to make a choice to just refuse to be involved with things that could get you in trouble.

People say I make strange choices, but they’re not strange for me. My sickness is that I’m fascinated by human behavior, by what’s underneath the surface, by the worlds inside people.

I have practically no private life. I’m already used to this and ready for it. Yes, sometimes it is hard, but it is the choice I made.

The man who is wrong still retains some respect for truth, if only by accepting the responsibility of choice.

Leadership is a choice. It is not a rank.