“How tremendously brave to be shattered in a way that makes stained-glass windows from the pain.”

I have come to believe that the hurt ones are also the healers.

People will not understand your journey. Walk it anyway. Sometimes crazy looks a awful lot like faith.

Light is much more than the absence of darkness. And you, my love, are much more than the absence of him.

How beautiful it is to find a broken heart, to hold it in your hands and give it a place to stay, without fetching a needle and thread.

Even the wrong people and the wrong choices can bring us to the right places.

For years I could not cry. And I thought there was something wrong with me. Turns out I was crying after all – just not in tears.

What if I told you everything was going to be okay – but what if in my own, soft heart, I really needed to hear it too?

And perhaps the greatest peace of art is in the brush stroke of our suffering.

I am the kind of tired that does not need a bed but rather, hope.

And perhaps the greatest paradox of all is how we stand here, fully wounded yet never more alive.

I don’t mind cloudy days. And how could I? My heart has cloudy days too.

Even the wrong people and the wrong choices can bring us to the right places.

For years I could not cry. And I thought there was something wrong with me. Turns out I was crying after all – just not in tears.

There is a certain kind of light that only comes from having been through a certain kind of darkness.

I will heal and Oh what a day that will be.

I was never meant to be stagnant. I only wanted to grow.

I’ve been able to find a lot of what I’ve not had before: freedom, bravery, fearlessness. It’s empowering to find those things.

The future belongs to those who are brave enough to speak up about things that matter.

She’s never seemed fragile, or weak. No. Never. Not to me. Her strength, is viking. Her bravery. Her wild. And at night, Helena, she sleeps. With the wolves lovingly at her feet.

I thank my old self who chose to be brave, how he believed there would be so much in front of me, and by all that, he was ready to face growth.

Be bold, be brave enough to be your true self.

I can feel very brave through all the action scenes in front of the people who are on the set, but when a girl comes close to me my face turns red because I’m so shy.

Turn and face the strange.

Be brave, be bold, beware that you must believe before becoming.