We come to love not by finding the perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly.
Barefoot or first thing in the morning, I feel beautiful. I didn’t always feel that way, but I feel that way now. When somebody loves you, and when you make somebody else happy, when your presence seems to make them happy, you suddenly feel like the most beautiful person in the world.
Love one person, take care of them until you die. You know, raise kids. Have a good life. Be a good friend. And try to be completely who you are. And figure out what you personally love. And like go after it with everything you’ve got no matter how much it takes.
Different is good. When someone tells you that you are different, smile and hold your head up and be proud.
I like the feeling of being dominated. It actually makes me feel safe as opposed to challenged.