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

I am not the kind of lost that needs finding. I am the kind of lost that needs healing.

I learned the hard way that not everything in life was meant to be beautiful.

I wasn’t running away from you. I was running towards myself.

An empath does not sleep. She listens to the wind and wonders if its crying.

Maybe we needed a storm, to miss the peace a little. Maybe we needed the shadows, to remember our beautiful light.

If you only stand for something until it gets uncomfortable, then you never really stood at all.

You are the only song I know all the words to.

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

Healing and the resentment cannot live in the same body. One must suffocate to let the other survive.

When darkness came, and it did, I learned that I can scream at the top of my lungs without making any sound at all.

The opposite of growing isn’t being saved. Its finding peace.

I was the storm you could never silence, nor wish away.

I am not the kind of lost that needs finding. I am the kind of lost that needs healing.

I was the storm you could never silence, nor wish away.

You told me everything would be okay. I wish you had said – you’ll hurt but I’ll hold you.

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

Speak not evil of the absent, for it is unjust.

In an expression of true gratitude, sadness is conspicuous only by its absence.

If you’re absent during my struggle, don’t expect to be present during my success.

True peace is not merely the absence of tension: it is the presence of justice.

True friends never apart maybe in distance but never in heart.

Courage is not the absence of fear. It is inspiring others to move beyond it.

Absence makes the heart grow fonder.

Women think of all colors except the absence of color.