“I’ll find my group one day. Friends I belong with, a city, a community, a place to get all those ideas out and let them be heard and appreciated. I’ll be something one day. I know I will. For now I’m walking lonely in Prague at Christmas, feeling like the happiest, most unknown girl in the world.”

“Sometimes even to live is an act of courage.”

““Is it a crime to be ugly?””

“I keep wondering, how many people do you need to be, before you can become yourself.”

“You must collect and pursue all your passions; let your desires lead you to foreign territories. Your path might look scattered for now, like you have no direction or clear aim, but one day, all those ideas and spread-out skills will combine and create a creation of impact, a combined masterpiece of everything you found to love, and that will be your legacy.”

“I’m in pain because the day is ending and somehow I am never healing.”

“You’ll meet a hundred different people who will describe you in a hundred different ways, don’t dwell too much on the kind of impression you make. Remember, there are a thousand paintings of the sun, but only one that rises and sets each day.”

“All of us fight hidden, silent battles against not being good enough, not having enough and not belonging enough.”

“I don’t know a perfect person. I only know flawed people who are still worth loving.”