“The early dew-falls that did a pristine coating,over the woods with its finest transparency,glazed as like its wet white-glassy earrings that hung on the ears of wild flowers—unlatched my fancy.”

“Every negative…Jas a positive side…”

“What is lovely never dies, but passes into other loveliness, Star-dust, or sea-foam, flower or winged air.”

“For me,you are fresh waterthat falls from treeswhen it has stopped raining. For me, you are cinnamon that lingers on the tongue and givesbitter wordssweetening.For me, you are the scent of violins and visionof valleys smiling.And still,for me, your loveliness never ends.It traverses the worldand finds its way back to me.Only me.”

“Hope is what makes you look outside the window to see if it’s stopped raining. Hope is what makes you believe he’ll text you back. Hope is why you buy your jeans a little tight… Hope is why you get out of bed in the morning, and why you dream at night. Hope is what makes us believe that things can only get better. Hope is what keeps us going.”

“Let me rephrase.” He took a seething step toward me. “When it comes to you… I don’t like to share.”

“Every day may not be lovely, but there is love in every day.”

“The world is far too lovely to be sad all the time.”

“When you dress like a flower, you can tell that pollination is on your mind.”

“Love never looked so sweet.”

“Flowers always stand out in one’s heart & in one’s soul.”

“I wonder,” he said, “whether the stars are set alight in heaven so that one day each one of us may find his own again…”

“People Die…Beauty Fades…Love Changes…And You Will Always Be Alone”