Standing facing the door in an elevator and pretending you're the only person there, no matter how crowded it is.

Haters are confused admirers who can’t understand why everybody else likes you

At some point, we have each said through our tears, “I’m suffering for a love that’s not worth it.” We suffer because we feel we are giving more than we receive. We suffer because our love is going unrecognized. We suffer because we are unable to impose our own rules. But ultimately there is no good reason for our suffering, for in every love lies the seed of our growth.

The Saint finds her true reason for living in unconditional love and in her ability to give without asking anything in return.

The issue is not answering questions, but leaving discussions open. Not in the sense that probably one day you are going to have an answer or you are not going to have an answer. Just live your life, do what you have to do, what you are enthusiastic about doing.

Even if you slept with every man on Earth, my love will still survive.

He gives before he is asked.