elegantly eloquent

There are two people you’ll meet in your life. One will run a finger down the index of who you are and jump straight to the parts of you that pique their interest. The other will take his or her time reading through every one of your chapters and maybe fold corners of you that inspired them most. You will meet these two people; it is a given. It is the third that you’ll never see coming. That one person who not only finishes your sentences, but keeps the book.

Having a soft heart in a cruel world is courage, not weakness.

There is something wonderfully bold and liberating about saying yes to our entire imperfect and messy life.

It’s like everyone tells a story about themselves inside their own head. Always. All the time. That story makes you what you are. We build ourselves out of that story.

I saw my earlier selves as different people, acquaintances I had outgrown. I wondered how I could ever have been some of them.