8 Quotes by Olivia Barnes

The sun, a chaser to the flood;spring, the winter.Nature, in absoluteness, fluctuates.It is the same for you and I.

Just like the dead limbsand overgrowth of trees,it is superfluous.Let it all go.

Love is stillnessquaked only by theleaves' cascading pirouettes.

His gentle explorationin search of every frecklesparked the realizationthat love does notequal pain.

The differencebetween being boundand being connectedis perception.

There isa heaviness in meworth my weight in gold,passed over for copper.

She looks at meand blames mefor all of the waysthat you don't love her.

We talk aboutwhat love is and what it isn'tself-assuredly, telling each otherwhat looks right and wrong.