Life is hard, so what?
It's not the job of this town to make me feel happy. It's not this town´s fault that I don't feel I fit in. It doesn't matter where you are in the world, because it's about where you are in your head....
How presumptuous they both had been never to consider growing old as an achievement and a challenge.
WinterThe season between autumn and spring, comprising in the Northern Hemisphere the coldest months of the year: December, January and February.A period of inactivity or decay.
I don't know why, but there's always the part of you, the part that hides in the shadows protecting the self-destruct button, that doesn't ever want to leave the dark behind.
I can understand now why people read, why they like to get lost in somebody else's life. Sometimes I'll read a sentence and it will make me sit up, jolt me, because it is something that I have recentl...
Every single time you crossed over for me and met me on my side. I realize now, I don't think I ever met you in the middle. And I don't think I ever once said that you for that.
Man’s lesson is another man’s tale, but often, a man’s tale can be another’s lesson.
So this is what you do when it all slows down and the minutes that tick by feels a little longer than before. You open your eyes a little wider, and look at everything. Take it all in. Rehash stories...
It was the day I was going to take hold of my life. I would once and for all take back what was rightfully mine: my freedom, my dignity and my pride.
If you think I'm going to let you take over my life, you're wrong.
I guess when you’re trying to find all the parts of yourself, it’s difficult to be with someone who’s already fully intact.
I feel now like I'm living in a goldfish bowl and all I can see and hear from every window in my home is you. You, you, you.
Apunta a la luna y si fallas, al menos estaras entre las estrellas.
And then one good thing happened that day, the first good thing, the only good thing, but sometimes you only ever need one good thing.
Instead, I read books in the library, huddling on a bean bag in a corner and getting lost in somebody else's victories and troubles. I never had much time for fiction before. I preferred real life. Ma...
You used to be much more…muchier.You've lost your muchness.
What you don't know, you don't miss
You can celebrate the love you had instead of hiding from it.
Truth and time always work alongside each other.