AVA. Quotes

i am like the moon--sometimes, full.sometimes, black.sometimes, forever and ever alone.

woman--another word for beginning.another word for revolution.another word for healing.another word for being.another word for me.

show me all the parts of youthat you do not loveso i know where to begin.

love is myself in the mirror.i will see love every time.

you're going to love your way out of this.out of the hurt.out of the pain.you're going to love your way out of it and be free.

you came in slowly like the fog and consumed me.

stay too closeand she will leave.stay too farand she will leave.distance is too delicate a thing.

you need to be careful with me.i fall in loveand i fall in love forever.

i know it all ends the same, but i was interested in seeing how you would break my heart.

stay curious and stay the brave, strong, unrelenting soldier of love that you are.

i sometimes think i'm too in love with alone. who could i love more than this peace?

keep following your heart.it won't always be easy, but it'll be the most important thing you'll do.

i am learning that when love wants to stay it will stay.i am learning that when love wants to go it will go.

everyone is in a hurry and things are always disappearing, and i am always left standing here--alone, waiting for the things that stay.

i let you love me.i let you take care of me.i let you do things to meno one was allowed to do before.

they say people only hear what they want to hear, but i don't know if that is always true, i've been wanting to hear your heart and it's as silent as the moon.

i am not a jealous person, but when i am with you, the thought of someone elsepulling your attention away from mekills me a little insideeach time.

through the rose glass window in their beautiful new home, you stare at the love you gave away.

it is hard not to count the hoursi have left with you.it is hard to be here now--knowing everything between uswill come to an end.

oh, the heartbreakingly beautiful tender weight of being human.

i would've done anything to make you happy.i think you knew that.i think this is why you knew you had to let me go.

you'd take one look at me and whole pieces of the earth would break off and fall away finally leaving me alone with you.

i do not know how to live tepidly.i was never built to fit in.i live by my souland my soul is insane.

i am a woman and i am alone, and i cannot tell which one of the twoi love being more.

love is my thighs, this belly, my eyes.love is my speech, the search, my cry.love is myself in the mirror.i will see love every time.

woman-another word for beginning.another word for revolution.another word for healing.another word for being.another word for me.

the woman is rain, and when she falls, she is a monsoon.to love her is to drown.

you wanted it all to make senseand you wanted the most complicated answer, but the answer is simple.just be.

my feelings tend to last longerthan my lovers doand it's made a monsterout of my heart.

there's always been a little sadnessinside my happiness.i've never been able to separate the two.

The truth will set you free, they say, but believe me, nothing will set you free.

things keep falling in and out of place. this is the universe's way of taking care of me.

show me all the parts of you that you do not love so i know where to begin.

You can't control who your family is. I know about that. You can only pick good friends and maybe that's a better family.

A black woman making art is a disruptive act. Every story that I tell as a woman is a political act, even if I want to tell a 'silly love story.' The fact it exists through my gaze is radical.

i act harder than i am.i am softer than i look.

He had learned how reading a book can take you away from anywhere, and make you feel like you're somewhere else, and someone else.. Even if only for a little while.

you're going to love your way out of this.out of the hurt.out of the pain.you're going to love your way out of itand be free.

Sometimes your music sounds like there’s too much inside you. Maybe even you couldn’t get it all out. Maybe that’s why you died. Like you exploded from the inside.

What was once your crown will now be your collar, and you will wear it until you learn what it is to submit.

I don´t know anyone who has a perfect family to start with. And I think that´s why we make up our own. regular weirdos together. I feel that way about my friends.

People love you for what they want to see in you, not for what you are. That's a sad thing to learn.

children betrayed their parents by becoming their own people

Don't forget to be kind, you will make someone's day!

Then I truly feel like a living being in the middle of this garden of the dead, I'm most definitely alive in here.

Words can't be wood enough for a lot of things. But you know, I guess we have to try.

If beauty is truth, and truth is beauty, they are defined by each other, so how do we know the meaning of either?

There are a lot of human experiences that challenge the limits of our language.

For the shadows to stop growing. For people to stop being angry.

How could she just leave me here to live without her? I miss her so much. I love her. I want her to grow up and become who she was meant to be. I wanted her to grow up with me.