“Love is all about breaking and healing over and over again.”

All it takes is a single moment of happiness to blemish even the deepest of scars.

I run away from myself, only to find myself in others.

This brain of mine tends to complicate the simplest of things.

Holding a rope full of thorns, dreaming of a rope full of flowers.

I am not going to apologise for the things I didn’t do and neither should you.

We ain’t flawless and yet we are precious.

My mind dwells in the blues.

The world seems hazy because my heart is heavy.

Everything is going to be alright, only if you want it to be.

Quitting is the easiest option available and I have never preferred an easy path.

Life is too short to keep it all just in your heart.

You are a piece of art with a beating heart.

If the Sun took away your hope today, only it can bring it back tomorrow.

Be your own patch of sunlight.

Some things hurt forever.

How about leaving all the ifs and buts behind?

The human emotional system can be broken down into roughly two elements: fear and love. Love is of the soul. Fear is of the personality.

There is no pure success. I am action actor. I have broken almost every piece of my body.

Better that one heart be broken a thousand times in the retelling, he has decided, if it means that a thousand other hearts need not be broken at all.

Glass can shatter, yet still be created into nothing short of art. And so can you.

You can’t blame her for drifting away when you never asked her ship to stay. – abandonment ship.

I hope hearing my name makes you break. Not all at once, but little by little.

We all break our rules for love.

And in the end, we were all just humans, Drunk on the idea that love, only love, could heal our brokenness.