But I think, personally, that it would be worse to have been alone all that time. Sure, maybe I would have protected my heart from some things, but would that really have been better? To hold myself apart because I was too scared that something might no be forever?

No relationship is perfect, ever. There are always some ways you have to bend, to compromise, to give something up in order to gain something greater.

The language of solace, and comets, and the girls we all become, in the end.

Your actions is like a raindrop; it falls into the pond making ripples and then its over.

It's only advice. Ignore it if you want.

If you try anything, if you try to lose weight, or to improve yourself, or to love, or to make the world a better place, you have already achieved something wonderful, before you even begin. Forget failure. If things don't work out the way you want, hold your head up high and be proud. And try again. And again. And again!

It is kind of hard to hold a lot in. But for me… it’s sometimes even harder to let it out.