“I am a wild woman. it would take a warrior to tame my spirit.”

“We love with all our heart but we also keep our heart light and pliable. It has space. It breathes. It waits on life to give instructions. It sings with sweetness when the winds are soft and warm. It stands with calm patience when the storm is brewing. It lets go when endings have left their irrefutable mark. It moves. It heals. It hopes.”

“the intensityin your eyesburns my penas i write.”

“Heaven is a place where all the dogs you’ve ever loved come to greet you.”

“I think of you only twice a day – when I am alone and when I am with someone else.”

“Some silences are a poetic pause, and others denote that the music has ended.”

“Some feelings are too heavy for words, they can only be carried in silence.”

“A million poems, all written in the loss and seeking of love that deludes us.”

“If people were seasons, she’d be monsoon. After every downpour, the garden laughed like her, wild and free.”

“Because she knew already that this would be the thing that would end them. And that in the deepest part of her, she had known it from the beginning, like someone stubbornly ignoring a weed growing until it blocked out the light.”

“Do not burn with passion, for everything that burns, turns to ashes.”

“i writebecauseit is the only wayi can reach you.”

“She is a mother.When you look at her, you see the purest love of all. That love gives her away. That kind of love only mothers radiate.”

“When I quit smoking, they told me it takes three days to be able to breathe normally again, five days until I’m no longer physically addicted, seven days until there’s no more nicotine in my blood, six months to be entirely clean and fifteen years until the chance of a sudden death due to the consequences of smoking is minimized to 50%.I wish somebody could tell me how long it would take to be over you, too.”