I have this one little life to live with, it's not the plan I had in mind but I can accept its the calling of my soul. The irony in gaining freedom through the heartbreak of stillness.

It takes courage to become authentic. So many talk about the light but not enough speak the truth about the struggles it takes to get there and the tools to overcome it all.

I said, but I have to go, there are so many places calling my name.

You will meet many opponents in your time that will come face to face with your flaws, trust the chaos ~ pain & confusion is the pathway to break open and become free.

Know your worth and love yourself in such a way that anyone who is no good for you, wont be able to reach you.

You have to learn where your weaknesses end and your strengths starts or you will spend your life focusing on all that falls apart.

Happiness will be fleeting if you constantly search for it in places that can be taken away. It's an inside job.

I am a wild woman. it would take a warrior to tame my spirit.

You can give illness to her body but you can't take the gypsy out of that girl.

Sometimes all it takes is a little watering everyday and a sunny day to follow, that's how weeds become flowers and new dawns rise - why would it be any less then for a human life?

what once cause catastrophe in my life has now become the catalyst for my direction.

I see my father. I see him gone away. My world is a little bit colder.

You are distinguished in life by your ability to recognize and follow God's voice on daily basis.

When nobody around you seems to measure up it's time to check your yardstick.

It's important for me to live my life honestly.

There is for a man two things in life that are very important, head and shoulders above everything else. Find work you like, and find someone to live with you like. Very few people get both.

It's much easier to make jokes about not having kids.

We keep grinning 'til the weekend comes, just a pinch between your cheek and gum, all night long.

From the fame opinion of a soul distinct from the body came the practice of praying, first for the dead, and then to them with a long train of other absurd opinions, and superstitious practices.

I never knew a writer's wife who wasn't beautiful.

Time doesn't. All that Time does is make it more distant, put more space between you and what happened. It doesn't heal anything. I don't know how or what does the healing, but it isn't Time.