Moments are worth losing a few things
Love stretches you, pushes you Bends you, cuts you open Rearranges the parts and sews you back together So you'll never be the same again.
The ones who worship the sun, moon and stars, name their children after trees, who've been conquered and been conquerors, who sang their way to freedom.
Saying goodbye is the worst part of traveling
No matter how gray it is on Earth above the clouds it is always blue
I am endlessly grateful for picking the painful path. Art feeds my body and soul and blisters are now part of my skin