“To love the imperfect side of yourself is a transformational mindset in itself for growth.”

I may not see or feel it instantly, but I know it’s there and with time that blessing will uncover itself.

Tears are the water to the soul that gives growth to your strength.

Once you start to love yourself, everything will change, you will get great peace of mind. You will develop a stronger relationship with yourself.

Self-Love is the first step to peace and happiness.

Sometimes a person is in peace & in the piece at the same time.

We often neglect what we desire, and just follow the rules and norms which the world dictates.

keep filling your cup of self-love. It’s very essential to feel peace when you close your eyes.

Confusion is very important as it let us choose something or someone and give us time to reflect on what we need.

Heartbreak is truly one of the toughest experiences anyone can go through.

Just like the sun, you may hide away but you’ll come back even more beautiful than before.

Crying is a very important part of human emotion as it helps us to vent out deep-buried thoughts or feelings.

The bigger the setback, the greater the comeback

Memories and time spent together are like heaven has been given inside heaven.

Gratitude is a powerful way to draw more of what is want into your life.

The world is too noisy. I can’t hear myself.

Nothing in life is to be feared. It is only to be understood. Now is the time to understand more, so that we become fearless.

Each book, intuitively sensed and, in the case of fiction, intuitively worked out, stands on what has gone before, and grows out of it.

Religion seems to have grown an infant with age, and requires miracles to nurse it, as it had in its infancy.

Even the solitude, I’ve actually grown to quite like. I do like the feeling of getting into my little car, knowing for the next couple of hours I’ll have only the roads, the big gray sky and my daydreams for company.

Good, the more communicated, more abundant grows.

Cut is the branch that might have grown full straight, And burned is Apollo’s laurel bough, That sometime grew within this learned man. Faustus is gone.

If were not foolish young, were foolish old.

A love grown old is not the love once new.

I have seen something of this world,” she said over the trays, “and there are but two sorts of women in it– those who take the strength out of a man, and those who put it back. Once I was that one, and now I am this.