Two people who were once very close can without blame or grand betrayal become strangers. Perhaps this is the saddest thing in the world.

Light attracts light. But sometimes your light attracts moths and your warmth attracts parasites. Protect your space and energy

Later that night, I held an atlas on my lap, ran my fingers across the whole world, and whispered, ‘where does it hurt?’ It answered, everywhere, everywhere, everywhere.

Document the moments you feel most in love with yourself - what you're wearing, who you're around, what you're doing. Recreate and repeat.

My alone feels so good, I'll only have you if you're sweeter than my solitude.

It's not my responsibility to be beautiful. I'm not alive for that purpose. My existence is not about how desirable you find me.

Make peace with your body, it's not manmade, there are no flaws, there are no mistakes.

I’m overwhelmed. My biggest downfall is my brightest blessing, I feel too much, all the time. Ya Allah, if it’ll keep my heart soft, break my heart every day.

Don't assume, ask. Be kind. Tell the truth. Don't say anything you can't stand behind fully. Have integrity. Tell people how you feel.

Mother says there are locked rooms inside all women, kitchen of love, bedroom of grief, bathroom of apathy. Sometimes, the men, they come with keys, and sometimes the men, they come with hammers.

You are terrifying, and strange, and beautiful. Something not everyone knows how to love.

And all this time he was cheating on me! Making a fool out of me! He made me look stupid in front of everyone!

It is always a mistake to underestimate how long it takes for mankind to understand the traumas it has suffered, especially the self-inflicted ones.

Now, I know a lot of things in the big man's world are not what they seem: a lot of people are out for themselves, and you can't always trust what someone says.

The victories are what I judge things on.

I'm a vulgar lounge entertainer, I don't need to wear a tie.

I'm an only child so am happy with my own company and I don't really get lonely.

Art is a way of showing the outside world what your inside world is like.

I learn it every day of my life, learn it with pain I am grateful for: patience is everything!

This universe can very well be expressed in words and syllables which are not those of one's mother tongue.

I have been a multitude of shapes, Before I assumed a consistent form.