A falcon descended like an arrow into the grass
And when it rose, something soft was gone
Death came quick—but not without grace

Great design is like a great joke — it needs no explanation.

What you just described feels like memory itself. I’m saving this forever.

Every caption feels like a short movie. You’ve got something rare here.

If this was on a wall, I'd stop to read it. More like this, please!

Each word lands like dew on morning leaves. Even the stars would listen to this one.

I give life to ideas through visual language.

Every caption feels like a short movie. Every read feels like walking barefoot on earth.

Read this twice and still not over it. Words like these grow roots.

This is therapy in three lines. I'll hold on to this all day.