You have to be odd to be number one.
Never apologize for burning too brightly or collapsing into yourself every night. That is how galaxies are made.
Kindness should be the natural way of life, not the exception.
She was like walking, breathing, dancing-electricity,
And every thing she touched,
Either came alive or bursted into flames.
Everything in her path turned into light.
She left behind light
The word ‘fuck’ is enormously satisfying.