Grief is always the price we pay for love.
My story can’t be summed up in two or three sentences; it can’t be packaged into something neat and simple that people would immediately understand.
It takes a long time to grow an old friend, and trust is built a single moment at a time. Women, she sometimes thought, had a tendency to see what they wanted to see.
It’s about who walks into your life, says ‘I’m here for you,’ and then proves it.
But wisdom means more than being intelligent, because it encompasses understanding, empathy, experience, inner peace, and intuition, and.
She knew it was wrong. her life didn’t allow for that kind of desire; society didn’t condone it, either. She could try to dismiss her feelings as temporary, a by-product of other factors in her life. But she knew that wasn’t true. Dawson wasn’t some stranger that she happened to rendezvous with; he was he first and only true love, the most enduring of all.
That staring at the stars was like staring backward in time, since some stars are so far away that their light takes millions of years just to reach us. That we see stars not as they look now, but as they were when dinosaurs roamed the earth.
You know how it is. You feel a little different because other people have two parents, even if they’re divorced. It’s like you grow up knowing that you’re missing something important that everyone else has, but you don’t know exactly what it is. I remember hearing my friends talking about how their fathers wouldn’t let them stay out late or didn’t like their boyfriends. It used to make me so angry because they didn’t even realize what they had. Do you know what I mean?
Here and now she cannot exist without me.
Everyone’s entitled to a bad day.
He just thinks that he wants to marry me. Brett is the kind of guy that likes a challenge, I’m a challenge. As long as I stay a challenge, he’ll keep asking. And when I know he’s really ready, that’s when I’ll say yes.
I’m not unintelligent, mind you. But wisdom means more than being intelligent, because it encompasses understanding, empathy, experience, inner peace, and intuition, and in retrospect, I obviously lack many of those traits. Here’s.
Marriages, both good and bad, were defined by repetition.
Why does love always seem to require sacrifice?
The destiny that matters most in anyone’s life is the one concerning love.
You’re a good girl and always have been, but deep down, you think there’s more to life than always following the rules, and there’s a part of you that craves the unknown.
Winston Churchill once described worry as a thin stream of fear trickling through the mind that, if encouraged, cuts a channel into which all other thoughts are drained.
You either did something about it or you didn’t, and then you lived with the choice you made. It didn’t.
In college, there aren’t many guys like that, and why would there be? When girls just give it away for nothing? I mean, I can understand why you’d sleep with someone if you love them, but if you barely know them? What’s the point? It just cheapens it.
You’re choosing to let life control you, instead of the other way around. That’s the big secret. You choose the kind of life you want to live.