You can't rock the boat & act like you were just trying to put a baby to sleep.

Sometimes we find the sweetest solidarity in the midst of solitude.

Life's a gloomy puddle, until you start jumping in it.

Rare indeed is the seed who can bury its nightmares & still stem & blossom into its wildest dreams.

Sometimes we need a wise guide to peel back the ceiling of our lives to remind us that infinity never places any limits on our skies.

Give it air & let the scar on your soul reveal itself, because, like the body, it too was made to heal itself.