“It does not matter how much water your glass contains; never pour your water out, if it means sacrificing a refill.”

If you’re forced to walk on knives in a world where they’re sharpened, wear your best heels.

My headspace is a playground and I’m still delayed in its construction.

I am not sorry for the way I love. I am only sorry for loving people who haven’t a clue on how to love themselves.

If there’s no struggle, you haven’t struggled yet.

For being still can either bring one clarity or chaos. You decide what the silence is worth.

I no longer seek the love I think I deserve but rather the love I’ve always deserved.

I love the little things in life but when it comes to me, why do I find those little things about myself hard to love? I am everything I need.

I was in love with my own chaos, gripping tightly onto fantasies, falling into traps that swallowed me whole. I am in awe of how chaotic I am, as falling hard into my own trap saved me from who I became.

Are you only surrounding yourself with people because they add to your life or are you filling a void?

The beauty in the suffering is not the lack of love they have, it’s the depth of love they swam into that drowned them among their highest waters.

We start looking for approval from strangers when we feel we can’t approve of ourselves.

We are perfectly imperfect human beings.

If I were a garden and the seed were my soul, thus blooming is a process but I’m impatient.

You can’t appreciate the sunshine if you’ve never stood in the rain.

The wind tickles my skin trees bend back and forth sunlight kisses the earth and yet with no sound at all, I hear everything. I am peace.

People who do not make room to love you, simply do not make room to love themselves.

To bring about change, you must not be afraid to take the first step. We will fail when we fail to try.

Your eyes show the strength of your soul.

Silence is a source of Great Strength.

If the truth is told, things are just as bad as you yourself care to make them.

I neither believe nor disbelieve anything.

Grief makes one hour ten.

There is not human being from whom we cannot learn something if we are interested enough to dig deep.

Sometimes the mask we wear is simply just a smile.