You don't find yourself. You build yourself.

The people who stay through your storms deserve your sunshine.

The heart remembers what the mind tries to forget.

The mind needs sunlight too.

Nobody talks about how much you grieve who you used to be.

We rarely see the moments that change us.

Some days are for surviving. That's enough.

The ocean looks calm from far away too.

Not all wounds are visible, and not all healing is loud.

Darkness is just the backdrop for your light.

Some storms pass through to rearrange things.

The world is loud. Protect your quiet.

The quietest people often carry the loudest storms.

Tomorrow is a blank page with no deadline.

Loneliness taught me to like my own company.

Letting go is also a way of holding on to yourself.