I think the secret to a hoppy life is a selective memory. Remember what you are most grateful for and quickly forget what your not.
Regret is the most tiresome of companions.
The depth of love is revealed in its departure.
Joy isn't the natural response to blessings - joy is what comes from acknowledging them.
Sometimes its not the strength but gentleness that cracks the hardest shells.
There's no hurt so great that love can't heal it.