She stays in the same spot, anchored by the profound, desperate loneliness of a bad relationship.

Remember that at any given moment there are a thousand things you can love.

Life tells you to take the elevator, but love tells you to take the stairs.

Kindness connects to who you are, while niceness connects to how you want to be seen.

The older I get, the more I lose my ability to breathe.

A photograph it a souvenir of a memory. It is not a moment. It is the looking at the photograph that becomes the moment. Your own moment.

The words that matter always stay.

motif, n. You don’t love me as much as I love you. You don’t love me as much as I love you. You don’t love me as much as I love you.

It was a mistake," you said. But the cruel thing was, it felt like the mistake was mine, for trusting you.

You have to believe there are kisses and laughs and risks worth taking.

Things that matter are not easy. Feelings of happiness are easy. Happiness is not. Flirting is easy. Love is not. Saying you’re friends is easy. Being friends is not.

To become a king of that territory, you must not allow any of your time pass without converting it into building your skills in that area of life.

...one of the roles of man is to shut his eyes and keep them shut to see if he can continue into the night of his old age the dream curtailed in the night of his youth.

So much has been said and sung of beautiful young girls why doesn't somebody wake up to the beauty of old women?

Spring beckons! All things to the call respond; the trees are leaving and cashiers abscond.

~My children are my life ... It's not like I don't have my own wants and and dreams anymore - it's just that the kids come first.~

When you're not the lead, you don't have as many restrictions.

I want do some kind of action movie, car chases and explosions.

Conscience is a dog that does not stop us from passing but that we cannot prevent from barking.

If u behave differently, u will be expelled from the tribe because u can infect others and destroy something that was extremely difficult to organize in the first place.

If you go back through 2000 years, I guess luck, Marx, and God have made history, the three of them together.