Forgiveness is one of the many horrible side effects of loving someone.

In the end, we decide if we're remembered for what happened to us or for what we did with it.

Nothing like a lot of exercise to make you realize you'd rather be lazy and dead sooner.

Sometimes old things need to go away. That way, we have room for the new things that come into our lives.

I guess that's how death works. It doesn't matter if we're ready or not. It just happens.

Slow and steady wins the race, then wastes no time grinding salt-caked glass in your open wounds.

Friendship is being there when someone's feeling low and not being afraid to kick them.