what you don't know, you don't miss
We haven't lost everything, if we haven't lost our hope.
Love was one of those feelings that you could never control.
I suppose it’s easier to see the way out of anything when you’ve found your way out of that maze. When you’re stuck in the middle, in a series of dead-ends making circles, it’s difficult to make any sense of anything.
It’s not easy remembering the good times.
That's what life is about: People come and go.