641 Quotes by C. JoyBell C.

There are lots of principled people who cannot live from their hearts (because they just don't know how to). They walk around, living their lives, full of their principles. But they don't live from their hearts. People like that are not even alive, they're not even alive. Do not ever make me apologize for my madness. I live from a heart full of madness.

Don't cover your cracks; that's how the light gets in. Don't cover your wounds; that's how your light pours out. Don't unweird yourself. Take up space enough for all the parts of you to come together -- the awful, the beautiful, the awe-inspiring, the wonderful and the strange.

When you give good things to people often, they are going to think you're seeking their approval. This is because they come at you from their own mind which is limited, they have minds that are compromised and small. They are unable to decipher that you give good things simply because you are overflowing. Never for once let them think that you need to please them. And never fall into their mindset. You are a wellspring formed by the hands of God, not a device they keep to their convenience.

Make sure that you are both the bee and the honey to your own honeycomb.

There are blue diamonds born to the world and given to those who only want glass crystals. There are blue roses born to the world yet given to those who only want daisies. Blue diamond, don't cry because they want glass crystals. Blue rose, don't bleed because they see only the daisies. You were formed in the bedroom of the gods, you were conceived in the garden of the eternal!

It's frightening to be alone... but it is even more frightening to be with someone who makes you feel alone.

Consider the blue rose: if she were to say, "I will only bloom when I am blue", then she would never bloom at all. Blue roses do not exist. But the blue rose is a rose that bloomed white, then somebody's hands came to paint her blue later on. Someone saw her, and painted blue on her. There would be no blue roses at all if white ones didn't bloom where they are planted. Things change. Bloom now.

Dear child, it matters not if the boy loves you. It only matters if you love the Sun, and the Rain, and the Donut, and the Cat, and the colour Purple. It only matters if you love having this one precious life. It doesn't matter if the boy doesn't love you.

Those that feel shame, will want you to feel shame. Those that cannot speak, will want to cut your tongue. Those who are in cages, will trip you with sticks and pull you into their cages. Things never never want to be alone: bound things, shamed things, mute things-- they never want to be alone. They are the plagues of life. Rid yourself of them.