Everything that irritates us about others can lead us to an understanding of ourselves.

Years of love have been forgot, in the hatred of a minute.

I was looked at,
but I wasn't seen.

What a weary time those years were - to have the desire and the need to live but not the ability.

The most powerful souls are often sent to the darkest places.

Did you see how no one remembered me? except for sorrow, may a thousand blessings be upon sorrow.

We must make an idol of our fear, and that idol we shall call God.

Whenever I leave my own self behind, my eyes only see you and you possess my mind.

Be out of sync with your times for just one day, and you will see how much eternity you contain within you.

My forest is dark, the trees are sad and all the butterflies have broken wings.

I found the lost parts of me in you;
the ones I didn't want to lose.

As is a tale, so is life; not how long it is, but how good it is, is what matters.

She had not known the weight until she felt the freedom.

I prefer the truth, even if it hurts.

In solitude, as I embrace your memories, I realise that it has been awhile since I have died.

The grief you left me with is more loyal than you.

The heart has its reasons which reason knows nothing of.

The more profound your awareness, the deeper your suffering.

On some nights I still believe that a car with the gas needle on empty can run about fifty more miles if you have the right music very loud on the radio.

And the sun rose from her tender heart.

It's strange talking about yourself.
You think you know yourself, but you don't.