“Seek no homes in other people’s chests.”

Softer memories once lived there. Where there is now burning. Where there is now blood.

You have never forgotten how home was more than just a language you grew inside your mouth before you said it in a way your tongue bled.

When no one aids you, you build your own legs.

You can strive to be perfect. Or you can strive to be art.

Sometimes all it takes to help someone survive anything brutal are those six words: ‘None of it was your fault.

There are three versions of you. The one that smiles and laughs with others, the one that hides and cries alone, and the one that has the ability to achieve greatness.

In human beings, a black hole is spending your energy loving someone who takes all of your love and gives back nothing in return.

The truth is, any hardship is bearable if you have someone to share it.

A shadow is just a shadow until it starts to scare you.

All children are born equally innocent, but all children are not born equally loved.

How your voice tremors when you speak of loneliness.

The old gods may be ash and bone now, but in us they rise anew.

No one told me love could be a God of both living and dying. That girls who love girls do not just drown, they also float.

What if I told you your damage doesn’t define you and the way you survive is no one’s damned business?

There is an old saying that when you meet your soulmate, your heart will not palpitate. Your body will not grow hot. Instead, you will feel like suddenly, you understand everything, and the tranquility of a thousand moons will grow between you. That was how she felt when she saw him.

Nothing makes her want to be less adventurous or give up her eternal search for something to quench her wanderlust.

I was just a big fan of tattoos always growing up, and I wanted something cool that symbolizes what I’ve been through in my life, and everything on my chest and my back is like a collage.

I’m just more content with myself. Like, if I’ve got something to say, I want to get it off of my chest.

I can’t say I was really that surprised when the doctor told me I needed a defibrillator inserted in my chest.

I can honestly say, after talking about my mom passing away, I got the biggest weight off of my chest.

Modesty seldom resides in a breast that is not enriched with nobler virtues.

Think of mission like the paddles of a defibrillator applied to the chest of a dying church.

You pause and attend: the heart beats in your chest; outside, the trees are thick with new leaves, a swallow dips over them, the light moves, people are going about their business.

You can’t hurt a man with a pinprick when he’s already got a spear in his chest.