If you ever reach enlightenment. will you remember how to laugh?

Our insanity is not that we see people who aren’t there. It’s that we ignore the ones who are.

The holy have done more damage to this world than the devil ever could.

You can find me on the moon waxing and waning. My heart full of petals, every single one begging 'Love me, love me, love me. Whoever I am. Whoever I become.'

Do you think anger is a sincere emotion or the timid motion of a fragile heart trying to beat away its pain?

Everyone’s chest is a living room wall with awkwardly placed photographs hiding fist-shaped holes.

Sometimes the most healing thing to do is remind ourselves over and over and over, other people feel this too.