Sometimes I could almost hate you because you don't understand how much you mean to me, how dark and empty I was before. Solnyshko moyo.

Every army has a beginning, no matter how humble.

Show, not tell, right? Action, not words. You don’t want to hear how sorry I am or how things will be different this time. You want to see it with your own eyes. And until I can show you that, you won’t tell me what I want to hear.

He’s worth fighting for, but I won’t change who I am for any man. No more than he should alter himself to suit me.

I wanted proof, not promises.

Sometimes I miss the old me.

We find heroes, not on battlefields, but in hospitals that tend the injured. Sometimes I think it’s easier to fight than it is to heal.