Dreamers conquered the world long ago.

To love again, you must not discard what has happened to you, but take from it the strength you'll need to carry on.

Actually, years mean nothing. It's what's inside them.

In the end I didn't know who I was crying for, but it was something my body wanted to do, as though trying to digest grief.

I think anyone can fall in love, if you're open and you're willing, but the real test is sustaining it after all the excitement has worn off.

I wanted to explain that trusting is harder than being trusted.

I don’t see the point of truth anymore, it causes just as much heartbreak as lying.