But sometimes the key to happiness is just expecting a little bit less.
A very wise man once told me that you can't look back-you just have to put the past behind you, and find something better in your future.
Once you had put the pieces back together, even though you may look intact, you were never quite the same as you'd been before the fall.
Мълчанието е просто по-тих начин да се лъже.
You want to know what I want? I'm sick of being a guinea pig. I'm sick, but I'm never f*cking sick enough for this family.
You know how the tightrope guy at the circus wants everyone to believe his act is an art, but deep down you can see that he's really just hoping he makes it all the way across?
You can't hate someone until you know what it might be like to love them.
What I really want to tell him is to pick up that baby of his and hold her tight, to set the moon on the edge of her crib and to hang her name up in the stars.
Tutoring a four year old to get into an exclusive preschool made as much sense as hiring a swim coach for a guppy.
There are just as many stories to be told in the dark spots s there are in the bright ones.
THE TRUTH and ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.
Sometimes, I think my whole life has been about holding onto you.
Nathaniel closes his eyes and jumps, his arms glued to his sides like that fly's. He doesn't try to break his fall, just hits hard, because it hurts less than everything else.
Later, as I got to know her, I’d realize that when she gardens, she never sees the seed. She is already picturing the plant it will become. I imagine she thought the same, meeting me.
It's the child who's supposed to cry, and the mom who makes it all better, not the other way around, which is why mothers will move heaven and earth to hold it together in front of their own kids.
If I tell you another seven hundred times, maybe one of these days you might turn your clothes right side out when you put them in the hamper, eh?
I knew what it was like to lose someone you loved. You didn't get past something like that, you got through it.
I grew up in a household where we didn't really talk about our feelings, and where the only reason you went to a doctor was because you'd accidentally cut off a limb with a chain saw.
However, no child really chooses his religion; it is just the luck of the draw which blanket of beliefs you are wrapped in.
Embarrassment isn't a just cause of action.