I'm inlove with him. Completely. Absolutely. Tragically.
I’d rather fail miserably pursuing my dreams than succeed at something I have to settle for
...don't be afraid to fall. Your wings will catch you.
Letting go is easy. Anyone can do that. Love is fighting for someone to stay. That's what takes work.
Things never happen the way you plan. Take it a second at a time. Stay in the moment. It's the only way to control it. Your thoughts can paralyze you. They make you second-guess and that's when you lose. You mentally beat yourself. Believe you can ha...
I realized how hard it that must have been, how much hurt when you know the only way to help someone is to give him distance. So I let him go.
But how can you be there for someone who doesn't need you? It's like trying to scale a wall without anyone on the top throwing you a rope. You just keep sliding down and eventually your muscles give out, and your energy and your will and your heart.
Maybe it takes tragedy to create paradise.
By the way, the other reason I agreed to help you is because I love your eyes. You have the most beautiful eyes. It's my weakness.
He was like a book, where each chapter picks up pace until you can't put it down. That's when you know you've made a friend - when you want to read more of his story.
When you agree to help one person, you ultimately have to disappoint someone else; it's like a karmic law.
I want people to have permission to know me, not unlimited constant access to me.
The happiest people aren't necessarily the most successful, or the most popular, or the most talented. They're the ones who are interested in the people around them.
It still hurts, but life is supposed to hurt. Too many people think life is supposed to be easy and perfect all the time. But there is always some hurt. It's part of being alive. You have to accept it's a piece that every single person carries. It's ...
Life is about mindfulness. It's about being in the moment, being aware.
If you never leave where you come from, I don't think you'll ever figure out who you are, because how much is forced on you? How much of your personality is imposed instead of created? That's why I left. I think people need to leave in order to find ...
But pain's like water. It finds a way to push through any seal. There's no way to stop it. Sometimes you have to let yourself sink inside of it before you can learn how to swim to the surface.
All you need is one safe anchor to keep you grounded when the rest of your life spins out of control
