“We leave something of ourselves behind when we leave a place, but we find things in us we didn’t even know existed.”

Our best moments are not the ones I spend with you but the ones I imagine with you.

Art speaks to me through you but words have no ears.

I searched for you long enough to lose myself.

If the days knew where you went it would not have become winter so soon, Nor the cold that freezes my hands would have tasted so much of longing for you.

Life taught me the most important journey is the one within I am really grateful for that today even though I learned it the hard way.

Our past is the reason why we so much fear the future.

I came back to you without ever telling you where I’ve been you came back to me the same way you left.

If madness had not lost me I would not have found myself.

Art speaks when words are unable to explain.

Poetry is the voice of the soul and the inspiration of the heart.

I lost who I was Without knowing who I am.

To live without you is to lose myself everyday.

You went as far as the sun let you but the moon brought you back.

I suppose therefore that all things I see are illusions; I believe that nothing has ever existed of everything my lying memory tells me.

Angels exist because devils do.

I no longer wonder what you are doing now I just know you exist and I hope you haven’t unlearnt the way we used to vibrate towards each other without words.

I hope you realize how special you are, how your existence brings light to the people around you just like the moon and the dark night sky.

It is impossible to exist without passion.

Where am I, or what? From what causes do I derive my existence, and to what condition shall I return?

The only castle you were ever meant to live in, my child, is the one that’s always existed in your soul.

Beauty is no quality in things themselves: It exists merely in the mind which contemplates them; and each mind perceives a different beauty.