I didn’t know if I was brave or reckless.

The trees were friendly, they gave me rest and shadowed refuge. Slipping through them, I felt safe and competent. My whole body was occupied. I had little energy to think or worry.

Beneath hot sun, desert roses bloomed. Under cold moon, I still refused to.

Water was liquid silver, water was gold. It was clarity—a sacred thing. Drinking was no longer something to take for granted. I’d never needed to consider water before.

There was so little I wanted to carry. Packing my backpack took me all of four minutes

The bravest thing I ever did was leave there. The next bravest thing I did was come back, to make myself heard.

I’d believed I needed to be steady in myself before I could function with others—but surviving alone no longer felt like a good way either.

I realized that the most empowering important thing was actually simply taking care of myself.

I was promising myself strength.I had to write it, say it, make the effort and fake it before I actually believed I could do it.

I was the director of my life, it was already true, and I would soon lead myself to my dreamed-of destinations.It was the task of my one thousand miles of solitude.

I no longer needed to peel myself of my skin, or to hide. To Dash the colorless ephemeral things that existed just beneath my surface were as vivid as the beauty marks he traced on my cheek.

She surveyed the carnage behind him. "Did you have fun?"He showed her his teeth. "Yes.

There are no words for so much loss, not right after it happens.

Voice your opinion and let the confidence in you stand still

I only want to sleep . . . and never wake.

Every time I wake up I have this huge dreadlock in the back, and I don't know why. It's not like I sleep like a maniac or anything. It gets knots out really easy, and it's handy.

To how many blockheads of my time has a cold and taciturn demeanor procured the credit of prudence and capacity!

I'd rather create a miniature painting than a Taj Mahal of a book.

The thing is, unfortunately, I write the best songs when I'm miserable.

Worried about a skin condition? Leap smartly into a bath of porridge.

Time of difficulty test our faith, our fortitude and our strenght. During these times, the level of our imaan becomes manifest