Fate gives all of us three teachers, three friends, three enemies, and three great loves in our lives. But these twelve are always disguised, and we can never know which one is which until we’ve loved them, left them, or fought them.

The choice you make, between hating and forgiving, can become the story of your life.

hate has no literature: real fear and real hate have no words

I don't know what frightens me more, the power that crushes us, or our endless ability to endure it.

If you make your heart into a weapon, you end up using it on yourself.

Do you know the story of the scorpion and the frog? You know, the frog agrees to carry the scorpion across the river, because the scorpion promises not to sting him. And then the scorpion stings the frog, half way across the river. The drowning frog asks him why he did it, when they'll both drown, and the scorpion says that he's a scorpion, and it's his nature to sting.

Some things are just so sad that only your soul can do the crying for you.