Yas

“I bolt my body whenever I get the chance. How many pills does it take to fall asleep? How many to meet the dead?”
― Warsan Shire, Bless the Daughter Raised by a Voice in Her Head: Poems

“But surely every man is his own god: Fortune refuses her aid to those who merely pray, and take no action.”
― Ovid, The Fall of Icarus

“In nature, some seeds lie dormant in anticipation of the season most conducive to their growth. This is true of art as well. There are ideas whose time has not yet come. Or perhaps their time has come, but you are not yet ready to engage with them. Other times, developing a different seed may shed light on a dormant one.”
― Rick Rubin, The Creative Act: A Way of Being

“Come, love, make me better than I was. Come teach me a kinder way to say my own name”
― Andrea Gibson, Lord of the Butterflies