“And then there’s you: my greatest reminder that god is a poet, too.”

And in the quietest moments, I miss your silence.

Are you afraid of their potential? or you just unaware of yours.

Your heart has no reason to lie to you.

If you’re growing, trust me, you’re still young.

Even in the smallest whispers, love always echoes back.

Stop holding so tightly onto your love. The wind knows where it needs to go.

You, when I’m afraid, and you when I’m brave.

Its amazing how you return everything the world takes away from me.

And in the quietest moments, I miss your silence.

Are you afraid of their potential? or you just unaware of yours.

You, when I’m afraid, and you when I’m brave.

This is what the heart wants. This is what the head won’t get.

Spring blooms, even in places where life once ended.

Answers will bring you home, but questions – they’ll take you everywhere.

And every time they have touched me, my skin has asked if its you.

Feel, so you can heal. Heal, so you can feel.

God will judge my heart, Man will judge my actions.

The pupil dilates in darkness and in the end finds light, just as the soul dilates in misfortune and in the end finds God.

How thoughtful of God to arrange matters so that, wherever you happen to be born, the local religion always turns out to be the true one.

I really believe Jesus’s forgiveness is the answer to our shame and our feelings of helplessness.

Do the gods light this fire in our hearts or does each man’s mad desire become his god?

Until we meet again, may God bless you as he has blessed me.

Do not be afraid to throw yourself on the Lord!

The end of life is not to be happy, nor to achieve pleasure and avoid pain, but to do the will of God, come what may.