“Become your own soulmate, first. The love you're waiting on someone else to give you is a desire to know yourself. It is projection of wanting to see yourself more kindly, through your someone else's eyes. The very way you most long to be loved is the way you need to love yourself to see your own potential, to care for yourself, to hear the sound of your own approval, to build a life you are proud of. Until you are your own soulmate, you will be left asking others to fill needs they were never meant to meet.”

“I think everything in life is art. What you do. How you dress. The way you love someone, and how you talk. Your smile and your personality. What you believe in, and all your dreams. The way you drink your tea, How you decorate your home. Or party. Your grocery list. The food you make. How your writing looks. And the way you feel. Life is art.”

“You cannot heal your way to a world where negativity doesn't exist, because it always will. You cannot heal your way into the most physically perfect version of yourself, because that's not who you were born and built to be. You cannot heal your way out of every worry, issue, struggle, grief, sadness, or down day, because that's not the point of being alive. The point of healing is not to return to a place where everything is perfect, it is to develop the ability to respond to what's imperfect. You cannot heal your way out of being human, and you were never supposed to.”

“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up.”

“Our souls are tied across universes,
there is unbroken continuity,
you see the love is more powerful than death,
so let the winds of the heavens to dance with you
and give your smile at the other's welcome”

“Love is when two people feel the same way about each other and none of them have any recollection of how is started. Of how it began. Love is two people knowing how much they care. Without having to remind each other constantly. Without making each other feel left out. Love is when two people just know. When they understand each other without the use of words. When they speak their own language and no one else seems to get it but them. Love is two people who stay. Who form a bond as they go on. Who can't seem to make sense of their own lives without each other. Love is kind. Two people being patient with each other. Two people giving one another time. Their own time. Every precious moment that could be spent doing something else. Love is two people growing together. Giving each other guidance. Giving each other the kind of spark that sets their souls on fire. Love is showing it. That you care. That you appreciate. That you are willing to sacrifice anything to make the relationship work. Love is two people. Two hearts. Two souls. Two bodies. Fusing. Together. Feeling what the other feels. Knowing what the other knows. And never doubting any of it. Always pushing for greatness. Together. Always seeking a little more.”

“And maybe that was love. Being so vulnerable and allowing someone else in so far they could hurt you, but they also give you everything.”

“What, if some day or night, a demon were to steal after you into your loneliest loneliness and say to you: ‘This life, as you now live it and have lived it, you will have to live once more and innumerable times more; and there will be nothing new in it, but every pain and every joy and every thought and sigh and everything unutterably small or great in your life must return to you, all in the same succession and sequence — even this spider and this moonlight between the trees and even this moment and I myself. The eternal hourglass of existence is turned over again and again—and you with it, speck of dust!’ Would you not throw yourself down and gnash your teeth and curse the demon who spoke thus? Or have you once experienced a tremendous moment when you would have answered him: ‘You are a god, and never have I heard anything more divine!’ If this thought were to gain possession of you, it would change you as you are, or perhaps crush you. The question in each and every thing, “do you want this once more and innumerable times more?” would lie upon your actions as the greatest weight. Or how well disposed would you have to become to yourself and to life to crave nothing more fervently than this ultimate eternal confirmation and seal?”

“All that is necessary to awaken to yourself as the radiant emptiness of spirit is to stop seeking something more or better or different, and to turn your attention inward to the awake silence that you are.”

“Fall in love with someone who is both your safe place and your biggest adventure.”