“Tears are prayers too. They travel to God when you can’t find the words.” — Rumi

People are beautiful When their minds are elsewhere

The summer night is like a perfection of thought.. #poetry

Nature and letters seem to have a natural antipathy.. pic.x.com/9u5hfFMl1V

The flower replied: You fool! Do you imagine I blossom in order to be seen? I blossom for my own sake because it pleases me, and not for the sake of others. My joy consists in my being and my blossoming... __ Schopenhauer's cure

No rose without a thorn. But many a thorn without a rose.

Old brag of my heart.. #sylviaplath

The June vibe..

A little bit of dissertation mood!

I wonder if you can ever be at home anywhere, because home is not a place--it's a state of mind. Really being at home is feeling at home in your own skin...Perhaps you have been searching for home in the wrong place all your life. Irvin D. Yalom

Don’t get emotional these are just words..