Cheryl Strayed Quote

They took one look at me,And hated my black face.They took one look at me,And decided on my fate.They took one look at me,And forced an unknown fear.They took one look at me,And caused the shed of tea...

In the very end, all we have left to atone for our faults are words.

Turn those deep feelings and obsessions of your heart into captivating pieces of literature.

Cliches are the viruses that infect your writing with diseases.

The flower doth not worry, and the tree doth not waver.

We are all born as storytellers. Our inner voice tells the first story we ever hear.

Poetry is jealous of you tonight, for as soon as I come to pen a few words, your perfume attacks me in the most civilised manner and I forget myself. I forget the poem. I forget the ...

Dance with the clouds.

When we write, we discover answers, though the key is not in the discovery but in the timing of the implementation.

Life is a sea of vibrant color. Jump in.