We spend our life building higher fences and stronger locks, when the gravest dangers are already inside
Life is not yours to take.
Sometimes its not the strength but gentleness that cracks the hardest shells.
I am a believer in angels, though not the picture-book kind with wings and harps. Such angelic accoutrements seem as nonsensical to me as devils sporting horns and carrying pitchforks. To me, angel wings are merely symbolic of their role as divine messengers.
such fickle days of love when pain and ecstasy share the same hour
The most difficult of decisions are often not the ones in which we cannot determine the correct course; rather the ones in which we are certain of the path but fear the journey.