Slow down. Stop trying to do everything now, now, now. Hold up the people behind you for all you care, feel them kicking at your heels but maintain your pace. Don’t let anybody dictate your speed.
Often when we realize how precious those seconds are, it’s too late for them to be captured because the moment has passed. We realize too late.
There are certain kinds of silence that make you walk on air.
Every small thing grows when you nurture it, Rosie. Love is just the same. But if that is making you miserable then, leave and find something else that brings you happiness you deserve to feel.
I had a million plans. I knew what I was going to do. I had the next few years of my life all figured out. But what I didn’t know was that within a few hours all those plans would change. Ms. Know-it-all didn’t quite know it all so much then.
Stop and take your time to notice things and make those things you notice matter.
There aren’t many sure things in life, but one thing I know for sure is that you have to deal with the consequences of your actions. You have to follow through on some things.
Life has a way of getting what it wants when it really knows what it wants.
But where pain was, healing could come; where loneliness was, new relationships could be formed; where rejection was, new love could be found. It was a moment. And moments changed. She would have to live through the moment to get to the next.
Her best friend was gone and nobody understood that no amount of makeup, fresh air or shopping was going to fill the hole in her heart.
If invisible people eat invisible food does invisible wind blow invisible trees?
Some people say that you shouldn’t operate from a place of fear but if there is no fear, how is there a challenge?
Nothing is never nothing. It’s always something.
I’ve learned that home isn’t a place, it’s a feeling.
Truth is, something that I thought was perfect was taken away from me, and I never wanted perfect again. I wanted middle of the road, stuff I didn’t care about so that I couldn’t lose anything I really loved ever again.
Nice is OK when it’s among other things but never when it stands alone.
Perhaps I’ve been rushing my whole entire life, jumping into things headfirst without thinking them through. Running through the days without noticing the minutes.
I want a character to wake up one day and feel like, I can face it. That, to me, is happy. I want the characters to rescue themselves, though you use the relationships you have, to make you strong enough to be able to do that.
I make it easier for people to leave by making them hate me a little.
You gotta be rich to be insane, Hol. Losing your mind is not a luxury for the middle class.