I # forgive not because I became a saint, but because I'm tired of hating.
All battles have some use, including those in which we were defeated.
Each human being has the right to seek out joy, joy being understood as something which makes one content - not necessarily that which makes others content.
People destroy what they love.
It was all a matter of control. And Choice. Nothing more, nothing less
I carry with me many scars, but I also carry with me moments that would not have happened if I had not dared to go beyond my limits