You could not keep me fed by throwing me bones and empty promises. I am ashamed to admit how much starving I did before I finally left.
STEPHANIE BRIARCreatives are neither born nor created. They are activated.
More Stephanie Briar Quotes
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To the oppressed with no seat on the table; dreaming of change and better days, I will pull up a chair, and light fires in your name.
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In my dreams you conjure me like a spell in the night. Let us haunt one another with uneasy peace, and die burning alive.
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Can hope bloom in the shade? Can time give back what it takes away? I once saw the answers to life in your eyes; now I can remember the words to goodbye.
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When I was a child, I used to fear monsters under the bed. I have since learned that most monsters are found within. And they are always worth fighting.
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I don’t know how to put my love down, or to keep holding too much of it.
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We usually seek the divine in the sky, But religion is best found on the ground. Nature is our true creator.
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When you focus on directing your energy away from harm and toward healing, you feed the soul and starve the ego.
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I am a phoenix living in a culture of vultures.
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You’re preserved inside of me; cadaversque. I both acquiesce and atrophy because of it.
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Some days, my mind will still be in prison, but I will live in spite of it. I unlearn how to swim; I trade my gills for lungs and wings.
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Do I look as good as I remember, Looking back at you from over my shoulder, smug as the devil?
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The search for external sources is nothing compared to internal forces.
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I am strong. My heart still hopes. My mind still dreams. My soul still craves pouring energy into everything that I love.
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The pain of your memory is sharp enough to be felt the nails raked along my back by somebody else.
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He’ll keep some daying and tommorwing until he has no tomorrows left. I don’t choose that.
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