Clarissa Pinkola Estés

I hope you will go out and let stories happen to you, and that you will work them, water them with your blood and tears and laughter 'til they bloom, 'til you yourself burst into bloom.

Sometimes there are no words to help one's courage. Sometimes you just have to jump.

How does one know if she has forgiven? You tend to feel sorrow over the circumstance instead of rage, you tend to feel sorry for the person rather than angry with him. You tend to have nothing left to say about it all.

I hope you will go out and let stories, that is life, happen to you, and that you will work with these stories... Water them with your blood and tears and your laughter till they bloom, till you yourself burst into bloom.