“My great hope is to laugh as much as I cry; to get my work done and try to love somebody and have the courage to accept the love in return.”

If you are always trying to be normal, you will never know how amazing you can be.

Love life. Engage in it. Give it all you’ve got. Love it with a passion because life truly does give back, many times over, what you put into it.

Stepping onto a brand-new path is difficult, but not more difficult than remaining in a situation, which is not nurturing to the whole woman.

When we give cheerfully and accept gratefully, everyone is blessed.

Hoping for the best, prepared for the worst, and unsurprised by anything in between.

I did then what I knew how to do. Now that I know better, I do better.

Making a decision to write was a lot like deciding to jump into a frozen lake.

You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness, but still, like air, I’ll rise!

Poetry puts starch in your backbone so you can stand, so you can compose your life.

Life is going to give you just what you put in it. Put your whole heart in everything you do, and pray, then you can wait.

It is this belief in a power larger than myself and other than myself which allows me to venture into the unknown and even the unknowable.

Living well is an art that can be developed: a love of life and ability to take great pleasure from small offerings and assurance that the world owes you nothing and that every gift is exactly that, a gift.

Everything in the universe has a rhythm, everything dances.

When someone shows you who they are believe them; the first time.

There’s a world of difference between truth and facts. Facts can obscure truth.

The need for change bulldozed a road down the center of my mind.

A very important but difficult piece of renewing relationships is accepting responsibility for our part in any conflict.

Accept the storm before you expect the rainbow.

Acceptance, not rejection, is the first step towards moving on.

I am learning to accept that I was never too much you just couldn’t handle all that I am made of.

When the chaos creates comfort, and pain stops hurting your head, when you learn and accept the whole world, You know you possess yourself.

Without acceptance, I would have never known freedom. Without surrender, I would have never known peace. And without dying to myself, I would have never known what it truly means to live.

We accept love only to the extent we are willing to endure heartbreak.

The first precept was never to accept a thing as true until I knew it as such without a single doubt