“It’s been really, really hard, but you’ve been so brave.”

Let things break you wide open, that’s where the golden light is.

Just let the chaos in you be beautiful. You are such a soft and wild thing.

My soul just thinks your soul is pure magic.

Why else love if not to feel stars exploding in our veins.

She blooms wild and burns bright.

She’s a beautiful wildness on fire.

I just like good souls, knowing them, being one, it’s kind of all that really matters.

Patience with how your heart wanders, you will find your way.

All that destiny in those wild eyes, and so much passion in that wild heart.

A soft lover and a wild wanderer.

You feel like home, and everywhere I’ve never been all at once.

I think its breathtaking – How your heart just spills out of you.

Go where you breathe free.

You are a golden thing in this heavy, heavy world.

Settling will always leave the heart relentlessly unsettled.

If they are for you, you’ll feel it in your chest walls.

Bravery without forethought, causes a man to fight blindly and desperately like a mad bull. Such an opponent, must not be encountered with brute force, but may be lured into an ambush and slain.

I think women are scared of feeling powerful and strong and brave sometimes.

We don’t need to do awkward, brave, and kind alone. We were never meant to.

No one can hurry me down to Hades before my time, but if a man’s hour is come, be he brave or be he coward, there is no escape for him when he has once been born.

You are so brave and quiet I forget you are suffering.

We can’t be brave without fear.

I believe that the most important single thing, beyond discipline and creativity is daring to dare.

It is easy to be brave from a safe distance.