She ached: oh, how she ached. Her soul was like one big bruise.

And all meet in singing, which braids together the different knowings into a wide and subtle music, the music of living.

Your future is uncertain, and I can tell you nothing that can help you. You are singular and dangerous, and so it is that you are sought by both the Dark and the Light.

...she felt as if her entire body were glowing with the taste of sunlight, of wind blowing in wide spaces and trees reaching their burdened arms to boundless skies.

The risk of all friendship is, alas, a little grief.

...only more keenly aware of how her soul starved within her, its wings wasting with the despair of disuse.

Find your ‘why’. Give your life meaning.

It is as if the angels had just done their laundry and, owning no other wealth than love, they are always clothed in the same light, worn transparent from so many washings.

Life is always easier when lived for others, and living for others is the best way I know to live for yourself.

Intuition is already in contact with Existence. Intuition is already in contact with that, which is larger than ourselves.

Do life soaring

Friendship is an art and very few persons are born with a natural gift for it.

The most mischievous liars are those who keep sliding on the verge of truth.

We all have our secrets. We all have our vulnerabilities.

I just happened to have enough time to be able to take other parts between those first few Twilight films. But it wasn't about proving to people that I had something else to give.

Upon graduation, in the yearbook I was voted "Most likely to succeed." which I know was credited to my artistic achievements.