Me, when I'm utterly exhausted by it all, when my skin breaks out, on those lonely evenings when I call my friends again and again and nobody's home, then I despise my own life - my birth, my upbringing, everything.

I felt how important the simplest things were, like feeling proud, finding something funny, stretching yourself, retreating into yourself.

This is what it means to be loved... when someone wants to touch you, to be tender.

Her eyes were those of someone who's just fallen in love, someone who sees nothing but her lover, someone who has no fear of anything. The eyes of someone who believes that every dream will come true, that reality will move if you just give it a push.

Once you've recognized your own limits, you've raised yourself to a higher level of being, since you're closer to the real you.

If you don’t say what you’re thinking, you end up lying when you really need to speak up.

It was at once a miracle and the most natural thing in the world.