“Your words may dim her light and make her cry, but you can never douse her flames how much ever you try.”

Darling, you are a warrior, for even though each day feels like a battle, you keep fighting and live on.

When we struggle to find hope, sometimes hope finds us in the most unexpected moments and serendipitous ways.

Repentance and forgiveness both require courage and strength.

Growth is not a competition.

At times, a smile houses more sorrow than tears do.

Do not despair. The storm shall pass and the sun shall rise once more.

Choose peace over temporary pleasure.

Hang in there darling. The rain is necessary for the flower to fully grow.

Never let anyone mask their misbehavior towards you as authenticity.

How pleasant would it have been if our sorrows drowned themselves in our pellucid oceans of saline tears, beauty knows no limits.

Every album has its sad songs and happy songs.

Rain is the warm softness of a mother’s hand as she soothingly dabs that nasty smelling ointment on that bruised kneecap of yours, her delicate features creased with worry.

Her eyes sparkled with diamonds of hope and burned with fires of raw passion.

Your act of kindness towards someone could be the highlight of their day.

Don’t be afraid to bloom even in the darkest of times, just like moonflower blooms in the depths of the night.

You could see a butterfly as just a butterfly, or you could see it as an iridescent flower amidst the endless periwinkle blue skies.

When peoples care for you and cry for you, they can straighten out your soul.

Like as the culver on the bared bough Sits mourning for the absence of her mate.

If you haven’t cried, your eyes can’t be beautiful.

I cried today and I cried yesterday, Salty tears rushing down. My face fastened breaths, palms in sweat and the unbearable guilt of my being.

We’ve had enough of exhortations to be silent! Cry out with a hundred thousand tongues. I see that the world is rotten because of silence.

We need to put ourselves in the shoes of our customers. That is my new battle cry. Live and breathe Starbucks the way our customers do.

An empath does not sleep. She listens to the wind and wonders if its crying.

Figure out what makes you laugh, and do more of it. Figure out what makes you cry, and do less of it.