“Tomorrow’s thoughts swallow today’s contentment. Mind, Be present. – mindfulness.”

Memories are lifelines to the lives we’ve lost.

Whats your greatest fear? I’m afraid of heights. Do you fear the heights in which you stand or at the depths to which you may fall? – fear of falling.

The hardest part of living is experiencing death without dying.

I hear the rain fall and suddenly I don’t feel so alone because the sky is crying too.

I wonder how different the world would be if we all said what we meant and meant what we said? – speak up.

As the morning dawns my soul stands motionless before your presence be still and know is my hearts meditation.

All of the words in her head keep her from being lonely but they aren’t always kind.

I’m in a constant state of finding myself then losing her all over agin. – the cycle.

I’ll empathize with your sad story and wish you could bear mine. – the weight of empathy.

Let your weary soul rest in between each borrowed breath.

A force of nature an anomaly she was a personified hurricane.

Is it still a game if no one knows your hiding? – hide and seek.

Can the contents of a bottle make misery evaporate? I’ll be damned if it does but I’ll spin it anyway. – self medicated.

I hope you find grace in the spaces in between your racing thoughts and melancholy – be kind to your beautiful mind.

I want more for you than you want for yourself. Everyone needs an advocate who’s not the devil. – your advocate.

In your presence there is fullness of joy.

How can I be sincere if I am constantly changing my mind to conform with the shadow of what I think others expect of me?

But to find, all at once, right before your eyes, that the impossible had been mysteriously achieved by man himself: this staggers the mind!

Old soul, Poet’s heart, Warrior’s mind.

[On Sitting Bull] The contents of his pockets were often emptied into the hands of small, ragged little boys, nor could he understand how so much wealth should go brushing by, unmindful of the poor.

The greatest weapons in the conquest of knowledge are an understanding mind and the inexorable curiosity that drives it on.

I am strong. My heart still hopes. My mind still dreams. My soul still craves pouring energy into everything that I love.

The face is the mirror of the mind, and eyes without speaking confess the secrets of the heart.

Make only those thoughts in mind that you want to see happen, the thoughts are seeds and events are its fruits.