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

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.

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

And despite it all, we dream. That is our greatest resistance.

At the end of our life our questions are simple: Did I live fully? Did I love well?

Just stopping, is a radical act of sanity and love.

Nothing is more beautiful than the loveliness of the woods before sunrise.

Farewell, my friends! farewell, my foes! My peace with these, my love with those. The bursting tears my heart declare; Farewell, the bonnie banks of Ayr.

You are rewarded not according to your work or your time but according to the measure of your love.

True, I am in love with suffering, but I do not know if I deserve the honor.

There is no model, no actress, no Miss America contender that can outshine a happy, confident, secure woman.

Scatter good will and love and prayers all around, everywhere, and you will be astonished, not only by what it does for other people, but how it comes back to you in generous abundance.