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And the day came when the risk it took to remain tight in the bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.
Only the heart knows how to find what is precious.

- Fyodor Dostoyevsky
We are the hero of our own story.
What you keep to yourself, you lose. What you give away, you keep forever.
There are only two ways to live your life. One is though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.
The eyes of my eyes are opened.
This is my letter to the world.
There are two ways of spreading light; to be the candle or the mirror that reflects it.
I am a part of all I have read.
We are the dreamers of the dreams.
There's a chapter of secrets and words to confess.
Inside my head is a box of stars I never dared open.
For where your treasure is, there will your heart be also.