We don't miss what we never had, but we miss terribly things we almost had. And we miss things we used to have most of all. Through we hope and pray for our relationships, our looks, and our lives to improve, having more also means having more to lose.

The success or failure of any relationship depends not just on how we feel about each other, but on how we make each other feel about ourselves.

The only reason to live is to love and the only reason to love is to live.

We all want to be stars. The idea of being revered and envied must be encoded somewhere deep in our DNA. So must the desire to revere and envy others we imagine to be better, more accepted, and more popular than we are. The only problem is that the most necessary qualities required to be a celebrity -- self-absorption, egomania, shamelessness -- are the least attractive in a friend.

Sometimes divulging your vulnerabilities without any kind of filter can make you more human, but then again, it can also provide material that can be used against you.

friends are like stars. You do not see all the time, but you know they are there

Talk is cheap. If it wasn't, people might not toss around 'I love you' like a marked-down phrase in a sales bin.