“You deserve to be a happy person you were born to be.”

People who spread happiness in your bad days are worthy of your good days.

Forgive yourself for what you have dreamed of yourself & what you have become.

I didn’t love it too hard to let go easily.

We all believe in someone we cant see.

Some people would love to have your bad days.

There are people that start a fire in us that keeps warming us on the dark days.

If you’re waiting for a perfect love story, create it. You don’t have to wait for another person to fall in love.

That feeling when you know you’re not meant to be together, but you’re not ready to let go.

We’re so busy trying to move on and living our lives, that we sometimes forget to appreciate how far we’ve come, how well our wounds healed, and that somewhere along the journey, we’ve learned to let go.

Sometimes, we’re just tired and set people free because we can’t fight anymore and we hope they might come back one day and stay for good.

The worst part about toxic relationships is, you might not realize the toxicity as long as the relationship lasts.

Never listen to the advice of someone who is not where you want to be. 

Don’t sanitize your story so others can feel clean.

The more you hurt, the more you grow.

New pain is an old pain wrapped in a new story.

Have the courage to laugh in the places you have cried.

Men are born soft and supple; dead, they are stiff and hard. Plants are born tender and pliant; dead, they are brittle and dry. Thus whoever is stiff and inflexible is a disciple of death.

To yield to Resistance deforms our spirit. It stunts us and makes us less than we are and were born to be.

To live fully is to let go and die with each passing moment, and to be reborn in each new one.

Never allow any soul to clips your wings, you were born an ember. You were born a flame.

You are nothing but sheer miracles, born from ashes of women who have walked this earth before you.

Women and girls should be able to determine their own future, no matter where they’re born.

There never is absolute birth nor complete death, in the strict sense, consisting in the separation of the soul from the body. What we call births are developments and growths, while what we call deaths are envelopments and diminutions.

You are born an artist or you are not. And you stay an artist, dear, even if your voice is less of a fireworks. The artist is always there.