“How lucky are we to always follow our brave hearts even when they are shaking especially when they are shaking”

And sometimes places can be hard to say goodbye too than people.

he clouds my thoughts with a cloudless sky of my favourite colour blue which is to say he doesn’t really fog my mind at all with him all i see is the sun

a life with you Could have been So much more than any life I’d ever lived before

The thunder does not apologize in fear of anyone, look at what that braveness does it trembles the whole sky.

You’re my sunflower girl teaching me that magic is found in the wild that we are.

I was afraid of breaking your heart. when in reality all these years later whenever I see you, I break my own.

I marvel at the idea of how you would carry me through the world.

I would be nothing if not for the woman in my life for their quiet yet deafening resilient influence.

He says he doesn’t know what to do my mind screams back I will not love you in halves just because you are too afraid.

Art has a special way of connecting dots from lost to found.

I don’t want to live my life in the back seat, I want my hair in the wind full blazing towards the horizon.

I just want to be held is that too much to ask?

maybe all we need is some good music, good company, and bad dancing to remind us what it is to be alive

When I told you how much love, I should have recognized the red flag when you turned to me and asked do you think so much to a fault? Because there is no such thing, You just love then love some more.

Hear the universe sing with every shooting star, blooming petal, and pines in the wind- Love will find you.

and in the chaos of life, there is you

America makes prodigious mistakes, America has colossal faults, but one thing cannot be denied: America is always on the move. She may be going to Hell, of course, but at least she isn’t standing still.

America makes prodigious mistakes, America has colossal faults, but one thing cannot be denied: America is always on the move. She may be going to Hell, of course, but at least she isn’t standing still.

Come in, my dear from that harsh world that has rained elements of stone upon your tender face. Every soul should receive a toast from us for bravery!

And that, is the story of our country, one invasion after another Macedonians. Saddanians. Arabs. Mongols. Now the Soviets. But we’re like those walls up there. Battered, and nothing pretty to look at, but still standing.

The result showed that fortune helps the brave.

The toughest decision I ever made was staying alive when life was unbearable.

In war, mere appearances have had all the effect of realities; and that a person, under a firm persuasion that he can command resources, virtually has them; that very prospect inspiring him with hope and boldness in his exertions.

Oh, the brave Music of a distant drum!