I lost touch with the world around me – gone unnoticed by that which surrounds me, but I must find the presence of that which grounds me if I am to once again grasp onto everything I lost touch with.
RENEE STONEStaring into the abyss full of art – hoping for the return of a glimmer or a spark.
More Renee Stone Quotes
-
-
Imagine the unknown of what the beings around you cover up and struggle with everyday.
RENEE STONE -
When you and the world are out of breath, take the steps to ensure your own needs are met. By the moment you know someone can’t on their own, you’ll hopefully be ready to help.
RENEE STONE -
The free for all of love – these tiny acts within our capability. In turn, reciprocation is of no concern. We just want people to listen and learn that love is granted to all.
RENEE STONE -
It takes less for me to be impacted, for my state of being to worsen.
RENEE STONE -
I can assure you that I don’t wake up every day with a smile upon my face, and the distance from happiness in the morning isn’t set at a constant rate.
RENEE STONE -
You wonder why you didn’t do it sooner – why you didn’t clear your mind when the clouds loomed.
RENEE STONE -
They tell me summer is coming, and soon we’ll be dancing on the shore. Waiting for the moonlight to light me up amongst the starlight.
RENEE STONE -
You are chaos in my heart – clogging up my arteries. I can’t move on or bring in more love than what was at the start
RENEE STONE -
I’m writing on a blank page full of chances and hope.
RENEE STONE -
I try to build myself a bridge to cross every time I start to ruminate on my thoughts.
RENEE STONE -
Why is it that you have more practice describing weaknesses than strengths? It’s not your fault they never went to the lengths to teach you how to value your strengths.
RENEE STONE -
To be understood is to be on part of the path to inclusivity.
RENEE STONE -
To be understood and accepted could change so many lives.
RENEE STONE -
We walk in circles, never knowing when to end the cycle our hearts put us in.
RENEE STONE -
I overwhelmingly write from sadness – in songs, in prose, in verse.
RENEE STONE







