The one you love and the one who loves you are never, ever the same person.
The lower you fall, the higher you’ll fly. The farther you run, the more God wants you back.
The best way is not to fight it, just go. Don’t be trying all the time to fix things. What you run from only stays with you longer. When you fight something, you only make it stronger.
That old saying, about how you always kill the thing you love, well, it works both ways. And it does work both ways.
Reality means you live until you die. The real truth is nobody wants reality.
People used what they called a telephone because they hated being close together and they were too scared of being alone.
People don’t want their lives fixed. Nobody wants their problems solved. Their dramas. Their distractions. Their stories resolved. Their messes cleaned up. Because what would they have left? Just the big scary unknown.
Our real discoveries come from chaos, from going to the place that looks wrong and stupid and foolish.
Nothing shows you the straight line from here to death like a list.
Nothing of me is original. I am the combined effort of everyone I’ve ever known.
Nothing is as good as you can imagine it. No one is as beautiful as she is in your head. Nothing is as exciting as your fantasy.
No matter how much you think you love somebody, you’ll step back when the pool of their blood edges up too close.