Happiness is amazing. It’s so amazing, it doesn’t matter if it’s yours or not.
Good people do things for other people. That’s it. The end.
You’re in pain. But the thing you lost is the same thing that can stop that pain.
We’re not just here for us, we’re here for others.
I’d rather live missing him than for him to live missing me. That’s how much I love him.
All we’ve got is each other. We’ve got to help each other struggle through till we die, and then we’re done. No point in feeling sorry for ourselves and making everyone else unhappy, too. Might as well top yourself if you feel like that.