Find your happiness before the music of this world falls on deaf ears.
Regret is the strongest anchor that latches on to the ground, and you carry it within you, it is a feeling quite unlike others for it is despair mingled with hope.
That’s the hope, isn’t it? To see your family in your time of dying.
God sends someone for each and every one of us to help with our loss. We just have to accept it.
Let the spark in you catch fire and burn into the air, so that it may light up the sky.
What’s in a life without Camaraderie? For setting sail on a ship with a band of merry brothers by your side is much more gratifying than drifting aimlessly on a boat lost alone at sea.
Your marks don’t matter when your radiance is overwhelming. When we’re our best selves we forget all those imperfections and appreciate beauty for how it is.
When the Earth basks in the Sun’s brilliance, you’ll find me there with my arms spread wide and my face with a smile.
It is a blessing to experience hardship. Not because we suffer, but because we learn to endure.
If it is worth the pain. If it is worth the anguish. Then leave me lying in agony.
People are shaped by their emotions. That which profoundly affects them has a place in their hearts.
Show me that horizon, promise me a world better than this on the other side of the sun.
When you’ve been given a curse of perspective you don’t stop to consider the gift of oversight that most humans have been bestowed with.
How beautiful it is to feel that what you cannot describe?
Sometimes bliss can only be found in the serenity of darkness.
The irony is that there is nothing purer than sorrow.
When you have a chance to forgive, think of all you’ll gain and forget all you’ve lost.
Imagination is a storm of emotions that has the power to sweep citadels into the wind.
I’ve suppressed my aspirations to forget all rationality and let the moment explain everything, for nothing to be said and everything understood. If only I knew how to let these feelings out.
Those who seek to aspire are those who achieve Greatness.
Some of us are born to Run. Some of us are born to Climb. But we are all born to Live.
With bated breath we wait for the scent of perfection, accompanied by the freshness of love.