That was other thing i hated about kids; they always said th exact things that deep dpwn you already knew, would never admit, and most certainly never wanted to hear.
Imagining and fantasizing did nothing but break her heart.
Don’t ever take for granted when people look in your eyes; you have no idea how important it is to be acknowledged. Even if it’s an angry stare, because it’s when they ignore you, when they look right through you, that you should start worrying.
Time cant be given. But it can be shared.
I can only assume that there’s only one thing more frustrating than not being able to find someone, and that’s not being found. I would want someone to find me, more than anything.
I can’t even think about what life “could have been” like in Boston, without crying. It’s like deja-vu, I don’t think me and Boston were ever meant to be.
Well isn’t that one thing you’re all the more wise for? Age has taught you something. It seems to me that you know the big secret. That nobody knows what’s going on.
Twice we stood beside each other at the altar, Rosie. Twice. And twice we got it wrong. I needed you to be there for my wedding day but I was too stupid to see that I needed you to be the reason for my wedding day. But we got it all wrong.
There were hundreds of them spread across the floor, each telling its own tale of triumph or sadness, each letter representing a phase in her life. She had kept them all.
Sometimes you have to give yourself to somebody in order to see who you are. Sometimes you have to unravel things to get to the core.
For the yesterdays and todays, and the tomorrows I can hardly wait for – Thank you.
They say a story loses something with each telling.
If miracles had chemical equations then everyone would believe.
She strived for perfection. She loved setting herself tasks, sometimes impossible ones, to prove to her heart that underneath every seemingly ugly thing there was something beautiful inside.
People forget they have options. And they forget that those things really don’t matter. They should concentrate on what they have and not what they don’t have.
I always pushed myself. Whenever I felt I needed to stop, I made myself run faster.
Remember that happiness is a way of travel, it’s not a destination.
He tried to tell me week after week to accept things as they were and move on with my life. But if there was one man who had put his life on hold to wait for something or someone, it was him.
Nobody’s life is filled with perfect little moments. And if it were, they wouldn’t be perfect little moments. They would just be normal. How would you ever know happiness if you never experience downs?
Don’t mind all those people who say that you should be back to normal in a month or two. Grieving is all part of helping yourself anyway.