“I decided to make a choice. And there is beauty in that – decision.”

I know what feeling I need to feel. I just can’t seem to find it.

Am I more afraid of failing or succeeding?

Anxiety clouds everything you know to be true.

There’s a kind of freedom in handing out torches and seeing who burns the bridge between you.

Memories can’t be remembered if they were never made. So I hope you make good ones.

I tried to write you as a novel but you were only meant to be a chapter.

I would tell you how I feel if such words existed in this world.

How hard it must be to love someone so broken.

Rest is a form of productivity they never wanted you to find.

If my broken pieces could make you whole, than at least my breaking would be worth it.

I will sit with my feelings and you can sit with yours. But lets sit together so not to feel alone.

In the darkness there are no shadows to fear.

I don’t tolerate it. I don’t accept it. I fucking celebrate it – love is love.

Sometimes I write so I can forget and sometimes I write so I won’t.

The smallest act of kindness can spread the greatest gift of hope.

I was too busy trying enough for the both of us to realize how much I shouldn’t be.

We all agree that forgiveness is a beautiful idea until we have to practice it.

Let children walk with nature, let them see the beautiful blendings and communions of death and life.

A true partner or friend is one who encourages you to look deep inside yourself for the beauty and love you’ve been seeking.

Until we can comprehend the beguiling beauty of a single flower, we are woefully unable to grasp the meaning and potential of life itself.

Beauty beyond thought everywhere, beneath, above, made and being made forever.

Unconditional love is all you have. You can’t overdose on love, you never can. It’s a beautiful thing.

As long as you find something beautiful, good, and true to believe in and abide by, you have the equivalent of God in your life.

One must labor for beauty as for bread.