I want to celebrate the sadness that makes you feel everything so deeply. I want to throw a party for the wounds that make you so unabashedly human.

There are no lungs like the ones that breathe poetry.

The sky never falls with the rain. It is never weighed down by all that it carries. It takes all of its anchorsand turns them into stars. Learn from this.

Your flesh is not a reflection of your soul. So when you look in the mirror, remember that your light outshines your flaws.

I am in awe of flowers. Not because of their colors, but because even though they have dirt in their roots, they still grow. They still bloom.

What is the finding of love, but a voice answering a voice?

Love is wind for the soul

Life is so beautiful and so short that anything that makes me feel less than too much is nothing at all.

My heart's scripture tastes foreign in the mouths of cowards and on the tongues of those who have never breathed inthe moon and breathed out the world.

Take each day in your open palms and close your fists around it. This life is not done with you yet.

Before you step out into the world today, remember that you will encounter people whose struggles you do not know. Remember the way a pair of eyes light up when greeted with kindness.

The fallen angel becomes a malignant devil. Yet even that enemy of God and man had friends and associates in his desolation

It is the most fundamental thing I know about being alive: Everything that lasts is invention followed by tenacious faith.

Let us not burthen our remembrance withA heaviness that's gone.

All of the biggest technological inventions created by man - the airplane, the automobile, the computer - says little about his intelligence, but speaks volumes about his laziness.

Mother loved dance so much that she thought (ballerina) Margot Fonteyn should be the president.

It is quite possible that the truest and most eloquent art is a successful fusion of both the visible and visionary worlds, each enhancing and reinforcing the other.

I despair at the thought that my life might slip by without God showing Himself mighty in my life.

Observing and understanding are two different things.

Everyone has understood me in his own way. But I would have to understand myself first in order to judge - and so far, I haven't.

When we do not know why the photographer has taken a picture and when we do not know why we are looking at it, all of a sudden we discover something that we start seeing. I like this confusion.