Why was love such an addictive drug? Why did loving someone cause such suffering?

so if you love him, why keep him waiting for 13 years?" "Because I was afraid. Afraid of not being worthy, afraid of not knowing how to love him, afraid of waking up one day and not loving him anymore.

He was the sort of guy who took a lot without giving her anything back The more he hurt her the more desperately she loved him. Life's strange. Sometimes things happen almost as if we're punishing ourselves for some fault that we can't really identify.

When you decide to hit rock bottom, humiliation is part of the deal.

It seemed as if I could see things in her that others couldn't see, qualities which not even she was aware of. It was as I I could already see in her the woman she would later become.

You are your own refuge There is no other You cannot save another You can only save yourself.

You'll stop hurting when you stop hoping.