I think of ‘crazy’ as what happens when we love the other person more than we love ourselves.
Everything works out in the end. If it hasn’t worked out yet, then it’s not the end.
When you ask for patience, what you get is a line at the bank. In other words, life gives you the people, places, and situations that are going to allow you to once and for all develop what it is you need.
People act on the outside the way they feel on the inside.
All of us, consciously or unconsciously, set out to have the best possible love life. Valentine’s Day simply shines a light on the degree to which that didn’t – or hasn’t yet – materialized.
Women with low self-esteem love bad boys. Women who have work to do love bad boys. Women who love themselves love good men.
Loving myself exactly where I am is the only way to get where I’m going.
Caring – about people, about things, about life – is an act of maturity.
I feel that as long as you’re honest, you have the opportunity to grow. It’s when you shut down, go into denial, and try to start hiding things from yourself and others, that’s when you lock in certain behaviors and attitudes that keep you stuck.
Women blame men for their own singlehood.
Here’s the thing: you’re not really ready for love until you have enough self-respect that if you met your exact self, but in a guy, you would totally, completely, absolutely want to be with him.
Ask anyone who has been in a love relationship for a while: nothing is perfect.
I think of masculine and feminine energy like two sides to a battery. Theres a plus side and a minus side, and in order to make something turn on, you need to have opposites touching. Its the same in relationships.
Lots of people feel more alive when theyre riding a roller-coaster relationship. But while this might be fun for a while, it cant possibly last.
Every encounter ids there to know who we are-nothing is wasted.