The butterfly does not look back upon its caterpillar self, either fondly or wistfully; it simply flies on.
Your heart is uncomplicated. It knows what it knows and acts accordingly. Greater wisdom is hard to find.
You think if you work hard enough, you can fix the precious things you’ve broken — rather than being careful with them in the first place.
We’re in three living groups, ’cause even after the world’s ended some a**holes still can’t get along.