Christen

“In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.”
― Albert Camus

“We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations.”
― Anais Nin

“Reading is the sole means by which we slip, involuntarily, often helplessly, into another's skin, another's voice, another's soul.”
― Joyce Carol Oates

“Your greatest self has been waiting your whole life; don't make it wait any longer.”
― Steve Maraboli, Life, the Truth, and Being Free