You can't be anything but who you are. I wouldn't love you the same if you stopped being you. How do I change enough to accept that ruthless streak in you.
I'll be damned if I apologize for the choices I've made. They were hard decisions, but I had good reasons for making them.
It's your way of fighting. You refuse to engage and then you can't lose.
Abbey," Sarah said, "life is to be lived. If you're living, you're going to stumble along the way." "All the time?" Abigail lept to her feet and began to pace. "I have such a bad temper and when I was in my teens, I wasn't above using my gift for rev...
I had to work so hard to find myself again, Alexandr." There was pain in her voice. "I was so lost without you. You left me raw and wounded and trapped in a dark place with no windows or doors. I didn't know how to live without you. I didn't know how...
If what he said was the truth, it broke her heart. If what he said was a lie, it was broken anyway.
I realized I love him just as much or more than I did four years ago. That I'm never live with him" She raised her head to look at her sisters with haunted eyes. "And I don't know if I can live without him.
Men always seemed to growl and sniff around each other, bristling over nothing, and just as suddenly become buddies at the least likely moments.
We never can just stop time. Or take moments back. Life doesn't work that way, does it?
It's all well and good to look back after the fact and see what we should have done, but we rarely know what path is best when we take that first step.
The real question is, can you love the real me? Not the perfect person you want me to be, not that image you had of me, but who I really am.
...but you have to know when you close those doors, you don't leave anything for the other person.
