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Expose yourself to your deepest fear; after that, fear has no power, and the fear of freedom shrinks and vanishes. You are free.

I wondered which was harder, in the end. The act of telling, or who you told it to. Or maybe if, when you finally got it out, the story was really all that mattered.

Other people will suck the reality off you sometimes, make you suddenly self conscious of who and what you are. And there’s nothing wrong with that. Let the feeling wash over you, accept it, and move on past it. You seemed really concerned about this when you were younger.

I’m not upset that you lied to me, I’m upset that from now on I can’t believe you.

I’m not the silly romantic you think. I don’t want the heavens or the shooting stars. I don’t want gemstones or gold. I have those things already. I want…a steady hand. A kind soul. I want to fall asleep, and wake, knowing my heart is safe. I want to love, and be loved.

I’m the one that has to die when it’s time for me to die, so let me live my life, the way I want to.

I’m the one that has to die when it’s time for me to die, so let me live my life, the way I want to.

walang aangal:))

kahit ikaw:((

Love doesn’t just sit there like a stone; it has to be made, like bread, remade all the time, made new.

Time is priceless, but it’s free. You can’t own it, you can use it. You can spend it. But you can’t keep it. Once you’ve lost it you can never get it back.

Happiness is the consequence of personal effort. You fight for it, strive for it, insist upon it, and sometimes even travel around the world looking for it. You have to participate relentlessly in the manifestations of your own blessings. And once you have achieved a state of happiness, you must never become lax about maintaining it. You must make a mighty effort to keep swimming upward into that happiness forever, to stay afloat on top of it.