It quietly stops my breath to realize that my greatest grand gesture, my last, best act of love was to let you go.
STEPHANIE BRIAR
Creatives are neither born nor created. They are activated.
More Stephanie Briar Quotes
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It quietly stops my breath to realize that my greatest grand gesture, my last, best act of love was to let you go.
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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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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 the absence of you I look to the moon and pray that the stars light my way, too.
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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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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 count the stars from whence we came. I name them all for you; my flame.
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Standing in your power scares a lot of people. You become something formidable, intimating, and aspirational all at once.
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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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Love me until oblivion paints your portraits on my eyelids, sinking by eons into distance that never separates us.
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As if flesh and skin and hands are any match for bullets. As if bones won’t crack in hails of powder and lead. As if rivers of blood are not the direct result of trigger fingers that bend but do not break on “bad days”.
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Let yourself go a little wild, a little rough around through the edges; the human spirit wasn’t meant for carefully-curated perfection.
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I am a phoenix living in a culture of vultures.
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The search for external sources is nothing compared to internal forces.
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Our memories lurch to a reluctant halt in their funeral march, so I can pour salt over them one last time.
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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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