“Words become trapped in your mind if you don’t free them. Write them down, speak them, share.”

Perhaps it’s just easier to smile and pretend everything is fine, rather than admit my heart’s a little swollen from losing something that wasn’t even mine.

But if I were to take a palette all my colours would be of you.

No matter where my life takes me or yours takes you, I will love you whether there are a thousand miles between us or none at all.

It’s exhausting to be locked in your head with all these thoughts that tie you down. Just for one moment, try with all your might to let go of all the things that stop you from being you.

How does loneliness still exist with all these souls in the world?

She is scared to love again, because people change their minds. She is scared to love again, because people leave with no answers, and she is sick of thinking it’s because of her.

You’ve become so damaged That when someone Wants to give you What you deserve You have no idea How to respond.

Does art make sense to you? You are so brave and quiet; I think you would understand.

My dreams were always of you but every time I closed my eyes you belonged to someone else.

But the world is exhausted, and the only wealth we have left is love.

Just tell me softly that you love me, because when you said my name, I swear my heart was never the same.

I loved what we had too. The only difference was that I saw it as forever and you saw it as just for now.

If you are in love and the love is returned, be grateful. Because if you take love for granted, it will be overturned.

You have every right to love your solitude. Being alone doesn’t always mean you are lonely.

You are allowed to outgrow someone. If the river parts ways, you can forge your own path to the sea.

There is beauty in the chaos of living

He who has learned to do nothing with his whole mind and body will have everything done for him.

If we opened our minds to enjoyment, we might find tranquil pleasures spread about us on every side. We might live with the angels that visit us on every sunbeam, and sit with the fairies who wait on every flower.

Without seeing the origin of light, the true form of one’s Self, the ordinary man sees by the mind different things and is deluded.

The ultimate secret of success is this: If you tidy up in one shot, rather than little by little, you can dramatically change your mindset.

Tidying orders and relaxes the mind.

The tiniest bits of opinion sown in the minds of children in private life afterwards issue forth to the world, and become its public opinion; for nations are gathered out of nurseries.

Meditation helps concentration of the mind. Then the mind is free from thoughts and is in the meditated form.

Mind is consciousness which has put on limitations. You are originally unlimited and perfect. Later you take on limitations and become the mind.