“The loss of life is only truly felt by the living.”

Words aren’t enough but they are all I have to hold on to right now to keep from falling and near hitting bottom.

I am a mother because my hearts live outside my body.

How can something drain and fill me all at once.

The expectation of happiness can induce quite the opposite.

No one is given time to spend on what they love, they take it.

It’s not my responsibility to fit into who you think I am. That’s not how this works.

You believe in magic and so do I, because I believe in you.

Those who fight the hardest for change are the ones who most believe its possible.

You can’t be a part of the solution, if you refuse to acknowledge you are part of the problem.

Instead of asking yourself why you care so much, ask everyone else why they don’t.

You don’t need to reach the most people, you just need to reach the right people.

You don’t need to understand me to respect me.

Sometimes anger is the hardened hurt we never healed from.

Somedays you need to let go of the world and it’s expectations of you.

I started naming the reasons, until I realized; “I don’t want to” is the only one I need.

I am not a vessel – don’t tell me what to hold.

Life is not a matter of holding good cards, but sometimes, playing a poor hand well.

With work and life, your true depth can become an alien thing to you. Your gut feelings, your instincts become buried.

If there were no thunder, men would have little fear of lightning.

I want people to find their inner depth.

The easiest thing to exist, love. The most rare feeling, love. Irony?

It is well-known that the friend of a conqueror is but the last victim.

Closed doors were once always left open, same goes for the heart.

When you’re green, your growing. When you’re ripe, you rot.