“I find hope in late summer afternoons.”

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.

She’s both the moon and the ocean, the universe in constant motion. Dark and bright, wild and whole.

Admire your sweet way of glowing; your passionate way of flowing.

To love is to repeat, and yet there will never be a repetition.

Flowers don’t bloom all seasons, and if flowers don’t, why would we?

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

I like to envision the whole world as a jigsaw puzzle. If you look at the whole picture, it is overwhelming and terrifying, but if you work on your little part of the jigsaw and know that people all over the world are working on their little bits, that’s what will give you hope.

At the end of the day, we must go forward with hope and not backward by fear and division.

If you ever get the chance to treat them the way they treated you, I hope you choose to walk away and do better.

Unless commitment is made, there are only promises and hopes; but no plans.

it is natural to man to indulge in the illusions of hope. We are apt to shut our eyes against a painful truth, and listen to the song of that siren till she transforms us into beasts.

I just hope that one day – preferably when we’re both blind drunk – we can talk about it.

There is hope for the future because God has a sense of humor and we are funny to God.

If you ever get the chance to treat them the way they treated you, I hope you choose to walk away and do better.