“It is a collection of all the pieces of paper that I filled and then burned, all the steps I didn’t take. All the declarations of love that I kept quiet, the dreams I shattered, the fears I learnt from.”

“…It’s my impatience, my desire to feel and the panic. It’s discovering that my fears always win the game. It’s pushing yourself to leave if you get too close. It’s wanting to get too close. Poet first and foremost are all my mistakes. And my cure.”

Live, damn it, live.

And if you don’t like something, change it.  

And if you’re scared of something, get over it.

And if you love something, hold on to it.