Find a beautiful piece of art. If you fall in love with Van Gogh or Matisse or John Oliver Killens, or if you fall love with the music of Coltrane, the music of Aretha Franklin, or the music of Chopin - find some beautiful art and admire it, and realize that that was created by human beings just like you, no more human, no less.

You are going to break your promise. I understand. And I hold my hands over the ears of my heart, so that I will not hate you.

When thinking about life, remember this: no amount of guilt can change the past, and no amount of anxiety can change the future.

I’m often difficult to love. I go through dark periods like the moon and I hide from myself. But I promise I will kiss your wounds when they’re hurting. Even if they’re in your soul, I can find them with the light in my fingertips. I will lead you to the river so you can remember how beautiful it feels to be moved by something that is out of your control. And when our dark periods match, we can breathe with the grass and look at the night sky. The stars will remind us of the beauty in our struggles and we won’t feel lost.

The hours between 12am and 6am have a funny habit of making you feel like you’re either on top of the world, or under it.

I don’t understand why when we destroy something created by man we call it vandalism, but when we destroy something by nature we call it progress.