Saying nothing... sometimes says the most.

Author: Emily Dickinson

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The Heart wants what it wants - or else it does not care

Find ecstasy in life, the mere sense of living is joy enough.

Morning without you is a dwindled dawn.

If I read a book and it makes my whole body so cold no fire can ever warm me I know that is poetry.

I've never let anyone talk me into not believing in myself.

I try not to speak about all the charities and people I help, because I believe we can only be truly generous when we expect nothing in return.

Road of life is rocky and you may stumble too, so while you talk about me, someone else is judging you.

You speak an infinite deal of nothing.