I don't believe we're hateful. I think mostly we're just asleep, but the math adds up the same.

I don't have a single plan for my life more important than learning to love people well.

Autumn is the hardest season. The leaves are all falling, and they're falling like they're falling in love with the ground.

You can stand on the cliff of my heart and shout nothing but ‘ugly’ through me. I promise all I will echo back is ‘Beauty, beauty, you have always been beauty

Forests may be gorgeous but there is nothing more alive than a tree that learns how to grow in a cemetery.

To think, a sweater, is made entirely of knots. My stomach could clothe a village.

None of us are pretty, but our ugly has an alibi.