I may not be old but I’m too old to have this much nothing

Forgiveness has its comforts, but it can never give you back what you've lost.

At some point, being angry is just another bad habit, like smoking, and you keep poisoning yourself without thinking about it.

It would be a terrible mistake to go through life thinking that people are the sum total of what you see.

I may not be old but I’m too old to have this much nothing

You can sit up here, feeling above it all while knowing you’re not, coming to the lonely conclusion that the only thing you can ever really know about anyone is that you don’t know anything about them at all.

It's true. somewhere inside us we are all the ages we have ever been. We're the 3 year old who got bit by the dog. We're the 6 year old our mother lost track of at the mall. We're the 10 year old who get tickled till we wet our pants. We're the 13 year old shy kid with zits. We're the 16 year old no one asked to the prom, and so on. We walk around in the bodies of adults until someone presses the right button and summons up one of those kids.