I don’t like animals. It’s a strange thing, I don’t like men and I don’t like animals. As for God, he is beginning to disgust me.
Earth angels help others remember who they are.
Don't look too far in the future, don't worry about how you're going to have enough time or enough money or enough smarts; the "how?" is up to God. Just put your whole focus on this moment, doing this baby step at this moment; and then once you finish that one, God and the angels will give you the next assignment and so on and so forth.
The wind is a natural way to loosen and release dead leaves and branches, just as emotional and life-situation storms are opportunities for humans to release 'deadwood' and anything needing to be swept away.
If you try to shut down your angel guidance, that's the path to feeling unhappy and results in addiction.
The angels can sometimes come as wordless words, as feeling, and as repetitive signs, like getting recommended the same book over and over and over again.
The only way to shut out the voice of God and the angels is to act out addictively whether it's alcohol or food or drugs, or behaviors.
It's fun to play the type of people you dislike.
I believe in myself. I believe in the hands that work, in the brains that think, and in the hearts that love.
What is a face, really? Its own photo? Its make-up? Or is it a face as painted by such or such painter? That which is in front? Inside? Behind? And the rest? Doesn't everyone look at himself in his own particular way? Deformations simply do not exist.
I'm friends with Taylor Swift, and I am tired of people asking me questions about our friendship. When I post a picture of us on Instagram, I'm posting a picture of me and my friend.