I don’t know how to put my love down, or to keep holding too much of it.
STEPHANIE BRIARWhen you focus on directing your energy away from harm and toward healing, you feed the soul and starve the ego.
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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I am a phoenix living in a culture of vultures.
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I fall headlong into everything that lights me on fire. I know not of restraint. I was born to burn.
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Creatives are neither born nor created. They are activated.
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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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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 erected cities with adoration on my tongue and you burnt mine down in the wake of your love.
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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 glint of mischief in your eyes is the flint in my matchstick. Striking; always this close to igniting.
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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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In my dreams we got past the parking lot; you took me past the old, oak door, led me up onto the vacant altar, and offered me to every god whose name you invoked as you worshipped my body.
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The stars are where we came from. They orchestrated our return to the place we can always come home: our ancient, timeless love.
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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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Trauma has deep roots indeed, but that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t pull the weeds.
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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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