Some people bring out the worst in you, others bring out the best, and then there are those remarkably rare, addictive ones who just bring out the most. Of everything.
It's often only in the lies we refuse to speak that any truth can be heard at all.
The most confused we ever get is when we're trying to convince our heads of something our heart knows is a lie.
One day you will kiss a man you can't breathe without, and find that breath is of little consequence.
I'd learned a thing or two. Hope strengthens. Fear kills.
Nobody looks good in their darkest hours. But it's those hours that make us what we are.
I am a kite in a tornado but I have a long string. There is tension in my line. Somewhere, someone is holding onto the other end and, although it cannot spare me this storm, it will not let me be lost while I regain my strength. It is enough.
Its our actions that define us. What we choose. What we resist. What we're willing to die for.
The only reality you can control is the one you're willing to face.
You want to believe in black and white, good and evil, heroes that are truly heroic, villains that are just plain bad, but I've learned in the past year that things are rarely so simple. The good guys can do some truly awful things, and the bad guys can sometimes surprise the heck out of you.
You are what you are. Deal with it or change.
Dying is overrated. Human sentimentality has twisted it into the ultimate act of love. Biggest load of bullshit in the world. Dying for someone isn't the hard thing. The man that dies escapes. Plain and simple. Game over. End of pain...Try living for someone. Through it all-good, bad, thick, thin, joy, suffering. That's the hard thing.
Using your own time to make someone else’s life better is, like, the nicest thing you can do for anybody.
There aren't many sins in my bible. Giving up is the greatest one of all.
Time heals. No, it doesn't. At best, time is the great leveler, sweeping us all into coffins. We find ways to distract ourselves from the pain. Time is neither scalpel nor bandage. It is indifferent. Scar tissue is not a good thing. It is merely the wound's other face.
There are moments in my life when I feel like I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be, doing exactly what I’m supposed to do. I pay attention to them. They’re my cosmic landmarks, letting me know I’m on the right path. Now that I’m older and can look back and see where I missed a turn here and there, and know the price I paid for those oversights, I try to look sharper at the present.
No matter how people try to dispute it, perception is reality. Its what you choose to believe that makes you the person you are.
There are two kinds of people in the world Ms. Lane: those who survive no matter the cost and those who are walking victims.
Although it may not seem like it, this isn’t a story about darkness. It’s about light. Kahlil Gibran says Your joy can fill you only as deeply your sorrow has carved you. If you’ve never tasted bitterness, sweet is just another pleasant flavor on your tongue. One day I’m going to hold a lot of joy.
See me when you look at me.
Some things are sacred. Until you act like they're not. Then you lose them
Your feet will bring you to where your heart is.
You are what you are. Find a way to live with it.
When insane things start to arrange themselves in sane patterns around you, you know you got problems.
The power of thought is far greater than most people ever realize.
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