There is no harder thing to give up than the thing that was supposed to make you happy.

Love is at first a set of delusions, which, as time goes by, are discarded like training wheels, and you love truly.

Each day is an opportunity to travel back into tomorrow's past and change it.

I believe in a real, physical world. I figure if the world existed only in my mind, it would pay more attention to me.

Stubbornly persist, and you will find that the limits of your stubbornness go well beyond the stubbornness of your limits

The trick to liking who you are is not to hate too much the person it turned out you weren't.

In a soulmate we find not company but a completed solitude.