We all have to learn to live with our losses, and to use our regrets to spur us on in the future.
There is always something to lose. But maybe more to gain.
It is because they are so strong that she hides her feelings.
And though I remember her name I cannot recall her face. All things pass.
We had been friends. We could not become strangers. It left only one thing: we must be enemies.
His anger was as great as mine, but hot where mine was cold.