I am the highway and a peregrine and all the sails that ever went to sea

And in that moment, everything I knew to be true about myself up until then was gone. I was acting like another woman, yet I was more myself than ever before.

The human heart has a way of making itself large again even after it's been broken into a million pieces.

Life is never easy for those who dream.

Analysis destroys wholes. Some things, magic things, are meant to stay whole. If you look at their pieces, they go away.

In a universe of ambiguity, this kind of certainty comes only once, and never again, no matter how many lifetimes you live.

There are songs that come free from the blue-eyed grass, from the dust of a thousand country roads. This is one of them.

I sometimes have the feeling you've been here a long time, more than one lifetime, and that you've dwelt in private places none of the rest of us has even dreamed about.

We have both lost ourselves and created something else, something that exists only as an interlacing of the two of us.

The old dreams were good dreams; they didn't work out but I'm glad I had them.

And I remember most of what I know that is good and true and lasting has come not from scholars but from minstrels and gypsies.

You embody the strength of 10, 000 moons and your life will be a testament of it. Ase

If your house is on fire warm yourself by it.

Mmm, tastes like hepatitis!

I am unable to comment on who may or may not be Banksy, but anyone described as 'good at drawing' doesn't sound like Banksy to me.

The heart may think it knows better: the senses know that absence blots people out. We really have no absent friends.

Let a man overcome anger by love.

It still surprises me when I find something in any North Carolina newspaper that isn't mad at me about something.

The Universe is on the side of Justice

Goodbyes are overrated.

So what are those balloons for? In case you fall off your hoverboard?' -- Tally to Peris