Sometimes there is no way to hold your life together. Sometimes things just have to fall apart.
You are writing the story of your only life every single minute of every day.
The human condition is imperfection. And that's how it's supposed to be.
We all carry our mothers inside us.
We are only as great as our struggles. We only become who we are in the face of them.
Don't let anyone convince you that love doesn't matter.