La Bella Vita

She was a storm. Not the kind you run from. The kind you chase.

The more light you allow within you, the brighter the world you live in will be.

The universe, I’d learned, was never, ever kidding. It would take whatever it wanted and it would never give it back.

We must have one love, one great love in our life, since it gives us an alibi for all the moments when we are filled with despair.

This grand show is eternal. It is always sunrise somewhere; the dew is never all dried at once; a shower is forever falling; vapor is ever rising. Eternal sunrise, eternal sunset, eternal dawn and gloaming, on seas and continents and islands, each in its turn, as the round earth rolls.

I think if I get a puppy and way more tattoos I will be okay.