Life is such a fragile thing—as delicate and as beautiful as a butterfly, as ephemeral as a sunset. Death is peaceful. Death is quiet, silent. It is calming.

Past is over, please don’t open the door for it again. It will kidnap the present from under your nose

Before, I used to only see only the good in you. Now, all I see is dark clouds.Must say : you worked very hard, to get to here from there.

What you feel, however unsure you are, is YOU.There can never be anything more important than that.