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“Home is not a place. Home is an architecture of bones and a steadily thumping heart. Home is where dreams are born, and monsters are put to rest. It is where the soul can unfurl like the petals of a flower and find succor in the golden blush of each new day.”

“Being protected by you is the most warm and cozy feeling I’ve always wanted to feel.”

“You give me courage to be brave enough to love, to feel so intensely.”

“May you have the courage to go places that scare you.”

“I don’t ask you to love me always like this, but I ask you to remember. Somewhere inside of me there will always be the person I am tonight.”

“The sky is so tragically beautiful. A graveyard of stars.”

“Read, read, read. Read everything—trash, classics, good and bad, and see how they do it. Just like a carpenter who works as an apprentice and studies the master. Read! You’ll absorb it. Then write. If it is good, you’ll find out. If it’s not, throw it out the window.”

Complete loneliness was the worst state I could imagine just then. Alone, one would be nothing. Company meant purpose, and purpose helped to keep the morbid fears at bay.

“The purpose of grief: to make you understand that you have loved and it was beautiful – crushingly and terribly beautiful.”

“I have lost and loved and won and cried myself to the person I am today.”

My eyes burn with tears.

“That’s how I want to be beautiful. I want love smiling in my eyes from all the bright places I’ve seen and roses blooming from my mouth from all the good and kind words I’ve said. I want a skin that’s been kissed by the sun a thousand times in this lifetime from all the beaches, cities, and islands I’ve melted with the people I love. I want tattoos that mark beautiful moments of my life like the day I first fell in love with her smile, the day my dog passes and I want to remember his happiness, the day I saw myself so confident and fulfilled, and how my body is a canvas filled with art, and I’m not afraid of having these lovely scars forever. I want a waist that’s sexy for all the dancing I’ve done when I am alone in my room because life is too precious not to celebrate it when you can. I want wrinkles when I’m an old man with an old wife because we laughed too much when we were young and in love. I want to be beautiful in such a way that it’s natural for me and not because I want to impress people. I want to be beautiful in such a way that I love who I am for everything I’ve been through.”

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“Some days healing is for laughter, playfulness, and friends. Some days healing is for silence, rest and solitude. Some days healing is for accepting that getting better doesn’t always look the same, and that’s okay.”

“To love your own sadness as if it were something more precious than gold is what it means to be a melancholic person. Melancholy is the intimate nature you have with your sorrow. Melancholy is the enlightenment you experience when it comes to being lost.”