The conception of each star was at the point of no return; o... - C. JoyBell C.
"The conception of each star was at the point of no return; of a desperate soul struggling to master the winds!"
"The conception of each star was at the point of no return; of a desperate soul struggling to master the winds!"
"Where are you?"he asked. "I'm right here"she said. "I know, but it feels like one percent of you is somewhere else, where is that one percent?"he said. "I don't know....I think I'm always like that..."she answered. "I like that.""You do?""Yes, because that way, I have to always look for the one percent to find it."
"You can run away from yourself so often, and so much, just because the broken pieces of you cut your feet too deeply if you stay around for too long. But then what if someone were to come along and pick up those pieces for you? Then you wouldn't have to run away from yourself anymore. You could stop running. If someone sees you as something worth staying with— maybe you'll stay with yourself, too."
"I consider myself a stained-glass window. And this is how I live my life. Closing no doors and covering no windows; I am the multi-colored glass with light filtering through me, in many different shades. Allowing light to shed and fall into many many hues. My job is not to direct anything, but only to filter into many colors. My answer is destiny and my guide is joy. And there you have me."
"Some people live in cages with bars built from their own fears and doubts. Some people live in cages with bars built from other people's fears and doubts; their parents, their friends, their brothers and sisters, their families. Some people live in cages with bars built from the choices others made for them, the circumstances other people imposed upon them. And some people break free."
"If you wait for a cake to be given to you so you will be happy- then you will be happy when someone gives you a cake. But if you buy a cake (or bake one) for yourself so you will be happy, you have found the way of happiness."