Decide where and when you want to write. I like space, and silence is an inspiration to me.

There's a fine line between love and hate.Love frees a soul and in the same breath can sometimes suffocate it.

Alone because love was one of those feelings that you could never have control of. And she needed to be in control. She had loved before, had been loved, had tasted what it was to dream, and had felt what it was to dance on air. She had also learned what it was to cruelly land back on the earth with a thud.

Most of all she loved that when she hugged him her head would rest neatly just below his chin, where she could feel his breath lightly blowing her hair and tickling her head.

If invisible people eat invisible food does invisible wind blow invisible trees?

People tell stories and it's up to those who listen whether to believe or not." "Shouldn't the storyteller believe it." "The storyteller should tell it.

There is no advice that I can give you, you will just have to trust yourself that when the time comes, you'll make the right decision.