I am a lover without a lover. I am lovely and lonely and I belong deeply to myself.

Light attracts light. But sometimes your light attracts moths and your warmth attracts parasites. Protect your space and energy

Later that night, I held an atlas on my lap, ran my fingers across the whole world, and whispered, ‘where does it hurt?’ It answered, everywhere, everywhere, everywhere.

Document the moments you feel most in love with yourself - what you're wearing, who you're around, what you're doing. Recreate and repeat.

My alone feels so good, I'll only have you if you're sweeter than my solitude.

It's not my responsibility to be beautiful. I'm not alive for that purpose. My existence is not about how desirable you find me.

Make peace with your body, it's not manmade, there are no flaws, there are no mistakes.

I’m overwhelmed. My biggest downfall is my brightest blessing, I feel too much, all the time. Ya Allah, if it’ll keep my heart soft, break my heart every day.

Don't assume, ask. Be kind. Tell the truth. Don't say anything you can't stand behind fully. Have integrity. Tell people how you feel.

Mother says there are locked rooms inside all women, kitchen of love, bedroom of grief, bathroom of apathy. Sometimes, the men, they come with keys, and sometimes the men, they come with hammers.

You are terrifying, and strange, and beautiful. Something not everyone knows how to love.

Life turns to be colorless when people you trust the most ignore in times of sorrow.

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The closest thing I use to beauty products is the grease on the pizza from John's Pizzeria.

Pain is G-d's megaphone to wake up the world.

I had a personal blog, but why does anyone care that I went shopping for hats?

Help your sister's boat across the water, and yours too will reach the other side. Kindness can become its own motive. We are made kind by being kind.

I tell young people that the greatest paintings in museums are made with minerals mixed in oil smeared on cloth with the hair from the back of a pig's ear. It's that simple.

Absence, like death, sets a seal on the image of those we love: we cannot realize the intervening changes which time may have effected.

By many peoples' standards, my playing is very primitive but by punk standards, I'm a virtuoso.

It's monstrous that Europe, which is fighting for human rights, refused seriously sick Slobodan Milosevic treatment.