I don't have any need to breathe. You are my breath.

Compassion and pity are not the same: pity is looking down on someone, feeling sorry for them and offering nothing; compassion is seeing their pain and offering them understanding.

One breath at a time. One day at a time. Wake up, and be shredded. Cry for a while. Then stop crying and go about your day. You're not okay, but you're alive, and you will be okay, someday.

A friend is like a good bra: hard to find, comfortable, supportive, always lifts you up, makes you look better, never lets you down or leaves you hanging, and always close to your heart.

I can't promise you forever, because that's not long enough.

That's what courage is you know: being afraid and doing what you have to do anyway.

Just remember, you never know what's possible until you risk finding out.

Forgetting is the mind's way of helping you heal. Helping you move on.

Hands are the medium of expression, as eyes are the windows to the soul.

It ain't the end of the world, you know. Just the end of what you knew.

All we can do is try, do our best. Give as much time as we have to give, one day at a time. One breath at a time

The awful penalty of success is the haunting dread of subsequent failure.

she committed suicide by putting her extremities down the garbage disposal-first one arm and then, kind of miraculously if you think about it, the other arm.

Love' Two perfectly happy people ready to gamble

Things are seldom what they seem Skim milk masquerades as cream.

Danger can never by overcome without taking risks.

People are not the best because they work hard. They work hard because they are the best.

I didn't completed my University Education

I haven't felt compelled to go back in the studio and do anything serious. I have a little sort of home studio thing which I potter about in occasionally.

The Father to whom we pray is the glorious God who created worlds through His Beloved Son.

He wanted to care, he wanted to care so badly, but there was this gap between what he felt and what he wanted to feel, a space where something important had been carved out.