Mandy

“Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.”
― Anais Nin

“Writers need light. They always tell you this, as though they're parched, as though they're plants, as though the page they're working on would look completely different with a southern exposure.”
― Meg Wolitzer, The Wife

“My definition of freedom is knowing who you are, and then being it. No matter what anyone else is doing. And naked parties of course.”
― Pink

“There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do.”
― Marianne Williamson