“You are flowers in my stomach.
Cutting me open nightly, blooming through the cracks of the ribs.
I only want to be the sun for you.”
“I don’t care if they get it or not.”
“Just remember; someone loves everything you hate about yourself.”
“You cannot use up creativity. The more you use, the more you have.”
“The archetypal image of the wise man, the saviour or redeemer, lies buried and dormant in man’s unconscious since the dawn of culture; it is awakened whenever the times are out of joint and a human society is commited to a serious error.”
“If you truly love nature, you will find beauty everywhere.”