I'm not a person who worries too much about what I've done.
I have always been suspicious of romantic love. It looks too much like a narcissism shared by two.
You can't be truly rude until you understand good manners.
The reward for conformity is that everyone likes you but yourself.
People who care for you inevitably become beautiful.
I still miss those I loved who are no longer with me but I find I am grateful for having loved them. The gratitude has finally conquered the loss.