A star does not die because you threw it in the dark.

Life kept throwing me storms, but I kept finding rainbows.

It is in the darkest hour that a star reveals its brightest light.

If a storm visits you, it's because a rainbow is looking for you.

A rainbow is a storm's masterpiece.

The ugliness of the storm determines the beauty of the rainbow.

If rainbows fight their way out of storms, you can fight your way out of anything.

Storms come to teach trees and plants how to dance in the wind.

It is at midnight, not midday, that stars shine the brightest.