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

You can be both kind and considerate and know your worth at the same time.

Strength is crying, stumbling, falling, and yet finding the courage to get up and start yet again.

Cry it all out darling because sometimes what you need is a good cry.

At times, listening to the heart rather than the mind gives birth to enchanting moments.

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.

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.

The world is like a waiting room in a railway station; it is not your house.

Universal suffrage is the government of a house by its nursery.

May the forces of evil become confused on the way to your house.

I think Little League is wonderful. It keeps the kids out of the house.

I always put clothes and family photos under the mattress, in case the house burns down.

The ego is not master in its own house.

Meeting people formally is like viewing a house without going inside.

A squirrel dying in front of your house may be more relevant to your interests right now than people dying in Africa.