50 Quotes About Poetry-books

You have grown a backbone where your wishbone used to be. You have learned how to say no, you have learned how to walk away. Do you remember when they broke you? It felt like life as you knew it was over. It felt like your rib cage cracked apart. You have rebuilt yourself; you have stitched loss into gain, sadness into joy.

The darkness you inevitably succumb to is afraid ofhow radiant your soul truly is.

To live without a dream would be like living in a house without windows. How many of us will fulfill out dreams before the cobwebs of time cover the caverns of our minds ... (Mary M. Cushnie-Mansour)

Night’s visions of tranquility slowly rolled above me by the groovy silken silence,that prevailed wisdom and by my casement,the starry beams rave,and thoughts start to sketch Nyx’s beauty, as I admired.

Amor—God of love,imbued with your consort,Psyche and took me to a panoptical world of opinions,and it was in a night of extravagant freedom,where I could not feel it was a dream in a primordial domain.I sensedas if I was with my darling soul,to whom I had aught of secrets to hide to launch a milky thought in the tapestries alike inner self.

To be raw is real. To be open is to be courageous. To be vulnerable is to be brave. You turned out to be stronger than you ever could have imagined. Your heart is a garden, and within it blooms strength.

I hope you choose love. Even when it would be easier to hate. When someone stirs white-hot rage within you, when they insult you, when they question your worth: be loving. Some people need your love more than you do.

It was only through enduring winter that I finally learned: no matter what cold comes my way, no matter how long and dark the days may grow—there is hope waiting for me around the corner. There is sunlight waiting for me to set it free from within. There is beauty in breakage, and there is love after loss.

when youincessantly told meto stop eating,what image did you have in mind?