I have loved this life. I smile because I have tiny dreams that play hopscotch at the corners of my mouth. And every time I breathe they float, every time I laugh, they fly kites.

I accept that today may be imperfect... I accept that I may be as well. What I don't accept is that imperfection should be the crutch I use to excuse myself from participating in joy.

I sit before flowers hoping they will train me in the art of opening up I stand on mountain tops believing that avalanches will teach me to let go I know nothing but I am here to learn.

The tiniest dream that you make happen is worth more than the biggest dream that you never attempt.

I will love myself despite the ease with which I lean toward the opposite.

Look at an avalanche, and see that we are at our most powerful when we let go. Look at a flower, and see that we are at our most beautiful when we open up.

If your heart is broken, make art with the pieces.

We come from the mentality, that rarely sees the horror in symmetry or the beauty in non-conformity

Our lives will only ever always continue to be a balancing act that has less to do with pain and more to do with beauty.

If you can't see anything beautiful about yourself, get a better mirror.

A question like “do you love me?” was an itch our doctors told us not to scratch.

It is one thing to believe in witches, and quite another to believe in witch-smellers.

On what slender threads do life and fortune hang.

Gardening is in large measure a phenomenon of attention.

I am going to be a professional soccer player.

I held my crotch, closed my eyes and repeated my secret catechism.

Wishes are false. Hope is true. Hope makes its own magic.

You're in bad shape when your emotions force you into acts which you know are foolish.

...the person who surrenders absolutely to God, with no reservations, is absolutely safe. From this safe hiding-place he can see the devil , but the devil cannot see him.

The fire burns as the novel taught it how.

To hold, as 't were, the mirror up to nature.