Every day is a masterpiece, even if it crushes you.
Even if you have loved only once in your life, you're ruined.
You were unsure which pain is worse -- the shock of what happened or the ache for what never will.
You can't put a price on the rituals of love, because you never know what will happen next. I suppose fear is part of the excitement and we can't have one without the other.
I wanted to explain that trusting is harder than being trusted.
For some people, life is the process of knocking through walls to get out. For others, it is the building of walls.