"Have you ever heard the wonderful silence just before the dawn?” she inquired. “Or the quiet and calm just as a storm ends? Or perhaps you know the silence when you haven’t the answer to a question you’ve been asked, or the hush of a country road at night, or the expectant pause of a roomful of people when someone is just about to speak, or, most beautiful of all, the moment after the door closes and you’re alone in the whole house? Each one is different, you know, and all very beautiful, if you listen carefully."
"I am a very private person, yet I am an open book.
If you don’t ask…I won’t tell."
"I want to write a novel about silence. The things people don’t say."
"I am without form, without limit. Beyond space, beyond time. I am in everything, everything is in me. I am the bliss of the universe. Everything am I."
"A soulmate is an ongoing connection with another individual that the soul picks up again in various times and places over lifetimes. We are attracted to another person at a soul level not because that person is our unique complement, but because by being with that individual, we are somehow provided with an impetus to become whole ourselves."
"When did loving yourself
become so rare, that it’s
revolutionary to do so?"
"Ask him why he can’t commit.
Ask him how he can say he loves you but not check on you everyday.
Why he can call you in the middle of the night but not first thing in the morning.
Why he can’t say your name without splintering his tongue.
Ask him where he goes after he leaves you.
Who he’s with when he says he’s at home.
Tell him you don’t trust him.
Tell him that he makes you crazy,
that his half assd attempts at security drive you mad.
Tell him that you don’t like the way that loving him makes you feel, that you wake up every morning aching.
Tell him, you hurt more, you sleep less and it always feels like you are too weighty for him.
Ask him why he can’t commit,
why he leaves and returns just when you think you can live without him.
Ask him why he can’t stay,
Why he’s committed to leaving but not committed to you.
Ask him why you never feel like you can ask him these things?
Why he gets to live weightless,
while you live shoulder deep inside him."
"I look at you and see all the ways a soul can bruise, and I wish I could sink my hands into your flesh and light lanterns along your spine so you know that there’s nothing but light when I see you."