I Will Love Myself Despite The Ease

Effort Is The Siamese Twin Of Success

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.

A Question Like “do You Love Me?” Was An Itch Our Doctors Told Us Not To Scratch.

Don't Tell Me You're Not Beautiful. You're The Kind Of Beautiful The Blind Would See If We Could Figure Out Some Way To Give Them Three Seconds Of Sight.

You See, The Deaf Have An Intimacy With Silence. It’s There In Their Dreams.