Your job doesn’t have to be your identity. It can just be a place you go, that doesn’t define you or make you miserable. You deserve to be happy. Everything’s better when you’re happy.[Harriet]
You are in all of my happiest places.
Things change, but we stretch and grow and make room for one another. Our love is a place we can always come back to, and it will be waiting, the same as it ever was. You belong here.
The world’s always going to need surgeons, but it’s going to need bowls too. Forget what you think anyone else wants. What do you want?
My best friends taught me a new kind of quiet, the peaceful stillness of knowing one another so well you don’t need to fill the space. And a new kind of loud: noise as a celebration, as the overflow of joy at being alive, here, now.
Love means constantly saying you’re sorry, and then doing better.
Like even when something beautiful breaks, the making of it still matters.
It’s not selfish to want to be happy.[Harriet]
In every universe, it’s you for me. Even if it’s not me for you.
If I’m good enough, I’ll be happy. I’ll be loved. I’ll be safe.
Everything keeps spinning. But my mind’s always got one hand on you.
Everyone fights with the people they love. What matters is how you do it.[Harriet]
