I am strong because I am weak. I am beautiful because I know my flaws. I am a Lover because I am a fighter. I am fearless because I have been afraid. I am wise because I have been foolish. I can laugh because I've known sadness.
"Sometimes walking away has nothing to do with weakness, and everything to do with strength. We walk away not because we want others to realize our worth and value, but because we finally realize our own.
I want to think again of dangerous and noble things. I want to be light and frolicsome. I want to be improbable beautiful and afraid of nothing, as though I had wings. (from Starlings in Winter - a poem by Mary Oliver)