“Your endless soul is your superpower.”

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.

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

Do it for you. Because saving yourself – is already saving the world.

He was a wildfire burned bright and fast and free.

Not every story has a happy ending.

And in the end, she realized she wasn’t just enough. She was so much more.

Remind yourself that you ended a chapter to start a new one not to re-read the previous one.

Nor can a man any more live, whose Desires are at an end, than he, whose Senses and Imaginations are at a stand.

In the end what matters is not how good we are but how good God is. Not how much we love Him but how much He loves us. And God loves us whoever we are, whatever we’ve done or failed to do, whatever we believe or can’t.

It’s not the pace of life I mind. It’s the sudden stop at the end.

Knowledge is in the end based on acknowledgment.