Acting like you don't care is not letting it go.

Maybe that's the thing I'd been missing about love. You don't withhold it or partition it out when it's deserved. You can't control it like that.

The point is some people think they have a leading role when, really, they're just supporting cast.

I want to feel what’s mine. What’s always been mine.

If you beat metal long enough, it turns to steel.

That’s the thing about change. It can be gradual. Slow and almost unnoticeable. Or it can be sudden, and you don’t even know how you could’ve been any other way.

Letting yourself be vulnerable isn't always a weakness. Sometimes it can be a conscious decision to draw the other person out.