Deep Quote

The past beats inside me like a second heart.

The sea speaks more honestly to those willing to drown.

Wrapped in the cloak of rage, I bury the echoes of sadness, loneliness, and whispers of worthlessness, a silent war I wage.

And death is so certain, an entrance to happiness.

Maybe we're together in another world.

Rarely, if ever, are any of us healed in isolation.

And it's hard to mourn a death that did not take a life, to mourn a love that was never felt.

I see planets that don't exist and landscapes that have only been dreamed.

You know you are in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.

Never let good suffering go to waste.

For the love of a rose, the gardener becomes a slave of a thousand thorns.

For the love of a rose, the gardener becomes a slave of a thousand thorns.

And it's inside myself that I must create someone who will understand.

Blue things hold a secret of calmness, like the ocean waves or someone's gaze.

Your smile resembles a moon's crescent and your luminance is just as iridescent.

Darkness shields as much as it threatens.

Sometimes you still have to try, despite knowing it's futile.

It's a sad truth that those who shine brightest often burn fastest.

Love and legacy are the sacrifices we make for progress.

Killing the flowers will not delay spring.