You are damaged and broken and unhinged. But so are shooting stars and comets.

We have calcium in our bones, iron in our veins, carbon in our souls, and nitrogen in our brains. 93 percent stardust, with souls made of flames, we are all just stars that have people names.

Some girls are full of heartache and poetry and those are the kind of girls who try to save wolves instead of running away from them.

You fell in love with a storm. Did you really think you would get out unscathed?

You must understand: they fear you. There is nothing scarier in their minds than a girl who knows the power of her flames.

The monsters were neverunder my bed.Because the monsterswere inside my head.I fear no monsters, for no monsters I see.Because all this timethe monster has been me.

People aren't born sad.We make them that way.

Fall in love with someonewho tastes like adventurebut looks likethe calm, beautiful morningafter a terrible storm

People aren´t born sad.We make them that way.

I hope you find someone who knows how to love you when you are sad.

Some days I am more wolf than woman, and I am still learning how to stop apologizing for my wild.

Change is not the words you believe, it is the belief others have in you.~bns

We went online to surrogacy agencies. We interviewed lots of people - and I have to say, with all due respect, some of them were freaks. I was very leery of the process the whole way through.

Don't medicate dysfunction with spending. No amount of stuff will get rid of guilt.

Our self-love can less bear to have our tastes than our opinions condemned.

The surest way to ruin a man who doesn't know how to handle money is to give him some.

Jane Austen is the feminine Peter Pan of letters. She never grew up.

I'm not fancy. I'm what I appear to be.

As long as you don't stop producing guns, you can't be a decent country!

For the poor, for those who want to serve, the only place left for such people is BJP. When someone joins the BJP family, it is not only about membership, we strengthen relationships.

Raindrops are my only reminder that clouds have a heartbeat. That I have one, too.