“When someone is in your heart, they’re never truly gone. They can come back to you, even at unlikely times.”

When you look into your mother’s eyes, you know that is the purest love you can find on this earth.

You knew me. You knew that person, but you don’t know the person I’m trying to become… You are not your past!

One day spent with someone you love can change everything.

You have to start over. That’s what they say. But life is not a board game, and losing a loved one is never really “starting over.” More like “continuing without.

People are only mean when they are threatened.

There is no such thing as ‘too late’ in life.

We are too involved in materialistic things, and they don’t satisfy us. The loving relationships we have, the universe around us, we take these things for granted.

Anger is a poison. It eats us inside. We think when we hate someone we hurt them, but hatred is a curved blade, and the harm we do to others we also do to ourselves.

What you have done to this point cannot be undone. What you do next. It is still unwritten.

The universe is too grand and harmonious to believe it’s all an accident.

Fear is how you lose your life…a little bit at a time…What we give to fear, we take away from…faith.

Love wins, love always wins.

I thought about the days i had handed over to a bottle the nights i can’t remember the mornings I slept thru all the time spent running from myself.

Knowing something and understanding it were not the same thing.

You know what really offers you satisfaction? Offering others what you have to give.

Have you found someone to share your heart with? Are you giving to your community? Are you at peace with yourself? Are you trying to be as human as you can be?

When I stopped believing in love, the universe sent you to remind me that love, true love, does exist, even for me.

Is this a parting or are you hoping to meet again? Is this really goodbye, or are you still wanting to cross paths again?

I’ve loved you from the very first moment. But I still have to figure out how to love myself.

Do not let your emotions define your reality.

I was tired of begging people to stay when they wanted to leave.

I am still looking for a soft heart in the eyes of a someone. A wild and innocent soul. Always breathless to take in a new horizon. Someone who is waiting to drive into the night and wants me to join them.

The awful thing is that beauty is mysterious as well as terrible. God and the devil are fighting there and the battlefield is the heart of man.

Breathing is hard, my mind and heart both at war. This anxiety makes my living so hard!