“Yes, my scars shape meToday, I have learnt to coverit with fabric made of hope, faith, perseverance, and determination. For this, I am grateful to life”

“Pushed into darkness, the only way out wasto seek light with thetorch of hope and faithburning in my heart”

“My eyes constantly seekthe rainbow of my dreamsand I sometimes fail to be grateful for raindropsthat keeps my hope alive”

“Your exuberance, passion, mesmerizing voice, animated actions, and eyes full of dreamscaptured my attentionso completely, that I didn't feel the bitter taste of coffee”

“The pull of lingering dreams, the strong, bitter tasteof morning coffee, the ticking clock, and horn of awaiting busform a powerful combination to kick-start the day”

“I didn't survivethe storm outsideto allow anyone (including myself)to erode my soul”

“Do you have an anchor? I have found that a solid anchor is indispensable to one who intends to live life fully. To have an anchor is to be centered and well grounded. It is to have a vital spiritua...”

“Hope holds you fast like an anchor so you don't give way.”

“Regret is the strongest anchor that latches on to the ground, and you carry it within you, it is a feeling quite unlike others for it is despair mingled with hope.”

“To create art with all the passion in one's soul is to live art with all the beauty in one's heart.”

“art is risk made visible”

“Eleanor was right. She never looked nice. She looked like art, and art wasn't supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make you feel something.”

“The breeze across the desert as the light died was so sweet she could almost drink it.”

“I find peace where the sun kissed leaves dance in the melody of the cool breeze that floats through the air.”

“A stream of primal voicesWhispering in the breeze of your heartTo urge you on.”