I always saw myself as a stage actress, and that was the reason I wanted to act, but very slowly, I've changed.

Here, from her ashes you lay. A broken girl so lost in despondency that you know that even if she does find her way out of this labyrinth in hell, that she will never see, feel, taste, or touch life...

So when she looked in the mirror one day, and saw the beginning of thorny protrusions on her legs, a slight greenish tinge to her skin, she sighed. It was inevitable. - The Monster In Her Bedroom,...

A growing heat, like a million blazing suns all focused on me, lit my insides. It felt like I was being cooked in the Gabriella Roast Cooker, me spinning around - and - around to heat my flesh evenly....

I was always in love with love and now I am in love. In love, everything looks different. Everything tastes different. It is as if you have been reborn, transformed, become another person whom you...

Transformation is an ongoing process that tends to appear ordinary, when, in fact, something extraordinary is taking place.

The chemistry between us will blow this place apart and make it better through destruction.

Rilke wrote in one of my favourite books {Letters to a Young Poet}, "Perhaps all the dragons in our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us act, just once, with beauty and courage. Perhaps...

Till o'er the wreck, emerging from the storm, Immortal Nature lifts her changeful form: Mounts from her funeral pyre on wings of flame, And soars and shines, another and the same.

Salvation is not just repairing the original self. It is a new self created of God in righteousness and true holiness.

The simple, humble, almighty, supreme virtue of love is the invincible fire of transformation for healing the world.

Tis the old wind in the old anger, But then it threshed another wood.

It is not a garment I cast off this day, but a skin that I tear with my own hands. Nor is it a thought I leave behind me, but a heart made sweet with hunger and with thirst.

Something soft turn to stone within her. She had no choice. She had to fight. She had to win. She would learn. And then she'd free them.Or join them.

How do you express a skinny blonde werewolf and a former toad in a cake?

If we are to wield great magic, then let us learn from great teachers: the alchemists - - magicians par excellence.

It is an interesting thing, love, It can turn lambs into heroes, and heroes into lambs.

If I had to choose a moment in time when I knew my life would be different going forward - when I knew I would be different - this would be it.

There is absolutely no excuse to stay where you are at right now. If you are weak, He can make you strong. If you are timid He can make you brave. If you are a pervert, He can make you pure. If you...

The dancing vortex of a sacred metaphor clashes horns and halos to make wounded music set to the tempo of a new era in brilliant labor.

Enlightenment isn't a vast field of open opportunities that will change your life, actually it is but first it will destruct anything in its path unattached to the version of you that is awake. That's...

Change was coming. Change was coming, and it was good.

Re is a prefix, which when used in front of a word, changes its meaning to convey a fresh beginning, a do - over, a repeat, a shift in perspective, or an opportunity to create something new. When you...

... Night has chosen thee; thy death will be thy birth. Night calls to thee; harken to Her sweet voice. Your destiny awaits you at the House of Night.

At some time during the process, {of writing} I came up with a therapeutic device. After each draft I would tear up the pages and feed the paper to a worm compost I keep in my garage. A few months...

The same love and graciousness as though I were a queen already and not wretched little Much-Afraid." Then she looked up into his face and for a little time could say no more, but at last she added,...

Her wrath became a song in her blood as she ended them.

whisper about, the one who finds out years later, just by accident, that she is not herself at all.

My work will be finished when I have helped the community to change and become whole.

A paste of blue cloud untangled itself on the red sky over the harbour.