Can you accept me, knowing who I really am?
I believed in the good in you.
Loving someone who doesn’t feel the same about you is an endless cycle of pure torment.
Sometimes it’s hard to remember what is truly important in life.
My heart and mind can’t come to an agreement.
Now is the time that we move forward with grace as we transition into living in our own evolution.
Get them out, at all costs.
I feel old. But yesterday at the PEN reception at the Salmagundi Club, someone told me I was young for a writer and pointed out that the average age of the people around us, from Norman Mailer on down, was about 55, and I was easily the youngest person in the room.
Time heals all wounds.
But remember, they love you.
Don’t let life pass you by. Don’t be passive.
In doing this you will find love. Love for the world, love for the simple things, maybe even love for another soul, but most importantly, love for yourself.
And you know what else? It was so not worth it.
“There are doors there the likes of you and me don’t know how to open, not on purpose.”
There is so much possibility that lies behind the wheel. When sitting there, working through the wreckage of my latest storm, the control is all mine.
And at some point I have to learn to give importance to me instead of everyone else and stop letting myself down.
Everything you want, desire, and yearn for is being prepared for you right now.
Send a text. Ask them how they’re doing. Tell them you miss their face and their presence. Sometimes a text as simple as “Hey, I miss you” means the world to me when I’m going through a hard time.
The thing is, a lot of things we do every day don’t have an appearance of improvement.
You understand that true contentment doesn’t come from having your way all the time.
Art is what reminds us of our humanity — it’s the invisible thread that has the uncanny ability to stitch us together.
Date the girl who is not afraid to get a pixie cut because she is reasonably independent. She has something passionate in her and she knows how to make the best out of it.
Being a teenager can be amazing and horrifying all at once, but you have to experience these ups and downs to find the right path in life.
You are everything I wanted in a man, but I will never be good enough for you.
When you do meet the person that you decide to spend the rest of your life with, it’s not going to be an isolated incident, but rather the result of all your past experiences.
When you love being single, you use your time to work on your biggest project: you.
We have our own wounds and imperfections to take, we just have to find the perfect and the right one to help us heal again.
What if there was a new way to re-frame our relationship with discipline and see it as an act of self-love and appreciation?
Commitment means you are willing to make sacrifices to them, you are willing to move around your schedule for them, you are willing to sort them at the top of your priorities list.
What matters is what exists in your heart and if you know that to be golden, then you have to stop letting others pick at you and pull you apart.
The mixed signals threw me off for a while.
ARIES: “Best friends are important. They’re the closest thing to a sister you’ll ever have.”
Most people who don’t wear tinfoil hats don’t believe in vast government conspiracies, however, they probably haven’t heard of these ones.
There was just something about us.
Please trust me. Please just let me in.
I wish I wouldn’t have given everything I had into loving you because, maybe now, I wouldn’t feel so empty.
One day someone will love you wholeheartedly, madly, sincerely, deeply and passionately.
You asked me to accept that we weren’t together anymore but how does anyone look at the sea and not search for the shore?
Suddenly I am tangled in someone else’s routine.
I find that having some sort of structure on the kind of people I should focus my time on, helps me conserve my mental energy.
I’d rather not tell you that before I met you, I was the happiest I’d ever been.
Sometimes, real-life murders are so startling and so brutally terrifying that they inspire entire movie franchises.
INFJ: You think you have to be perfect.
Today may have been horrendous, but tomorrow will be better.
What do you think of the whole introvert/extrovert debate?
I wish I was the kind of person who could go with the flow. I wish I was laidback. I wish I was chill. But those words are never going to describe me.
You are allowed to break down. You are allowed to feel overwhelmed. You are allowed to burst into tears in the middle of the day.
The adage “believe women” isn’t just about sexual assault: It’s about women’s condition, experiences, and the broad subversion of our voices within the patriarchy.