He would reach for me in the middle of the night nearly every single night wrapping one of those solid arms around my waist and pulling me in close. So. Close.

Never did the world make a queen of a girl who hides in houses and dreams without traveling.

Hell was not a pit of fire and brimstone. Hell was waking up alone the sheets wet with your tears and your seed knowing the woman you had dreamed of would never come back to you.

Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Live the life you've imagined.

Do I dare Disturb the universe

Let go of the past and go for the future. Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Live the life you imagined.