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

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.

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.

All the darkness of the night is no match for a single candle that refuses to die out.

She is alone, and oh how brilliantly she shines.

If you have been brutally broken, but still have the courage to be gentle to other living beings, then you’re a badass with the heart of an angel.

I do not consider divorce an evil by any means. It is just as much a refuge for women married to brutal men as Canada was to the slaves of brutal masters.

Life is the most brutal endurance sport of all time.

Accumulation of wealth at one pole is at the same time accumulation of misery, agony of toil, slavery, ignorance, brutality, mental degradation, at the opposite pole.

When somebody challenges you, fight back. Be brutal, be tough.

Concerning non-violence: it is criminal to teach a man not to defend himself when he is the constant victim of brutal attacks.

If someone puts their hands on you make sure they never put their hands on anybody else again.

Truly man is the king of beasts, for his brutality exceeds them. We live by the death of others. We are burial places.