“In my head i built a ladder, to reach the moon and stars, with you.”

I freed my mind from the weight of this world and found peace in lighter places.

The moon felt brighter, I smelt flowers as if they bloomed in winter and felt the sun bless my skin in darkness. My mind was healing and i could feel again.

Flowers grew where her feet followed and trees bowed above her head, but in her garden there were secrets beneath that soil, she could not forget.

In places where everyone is beautiful, i am tempted to toy with my ugly.

We have to be strong, for the ones that came before us, and the ones who are yet to come.

One defeat does not define you.

So be bold, run free and live like poetry.

So we danced in the rain and woke to the haze of a sunrise painted in honey.

So i swept our stardust under the rug, and discovered a magic of my own.

Free spirit, The world is yours.

The longer you sit in the field, forcing fragile stalks together, the more you value the loops, the links that stay. And the less you miss the ones that snap and blow away.

Even when your tears have soaked through the last pages of your book, the sun will dry them and illuminate every word of your story.

So keep rowing against the current, no one ever made an epic voyage through smooth sailing.

You lit a flame in me that could start wildfires.

I pined for the whole of you, but all I ever got was half. I waited and gave you twice of me-yet still it wasn’t enough.

The silence was broken with the music of your pain, but with every note i could see a part of you healing.

Success is a ladder that cannot be climbed with your hands in your pocket – The road to success is always under construction.

For every snake, there is a ladder; for every ladder, a snake.

You cannot push anyone up a ladder unless he is willing to climb a little.

We need to surrender ourselves to the water before we can climb the spiral ladder.

Just remember, you can’t climb the ladder of success with your hands in your pockets.

You cannot climb the ladder of success dressed in the costume of failure.

She’s the kind of girl who climbed the ladder of success wrong by wrong.

Life is a movie, pick your own role, climb your own ladder or you dig your own hole.