I had never heard her sound so calm, so resigned to her fate. She said she was neither happy nor unhappy, and that was why she couldn't go on.
If we are alone, we become more alone. Life is strange.
We are all redeemed and free to follow the path that has no beginning and will have no end.
Sometimes, you get no second chance and that its best to accept the gifts the world offers you.
Those wounded in love, unlike those wounded in armed conflicts, are neither victims nor torturers. They chose something that is part of life, and so they must accept both the agony and the ecstasy of that choice. And those who have never been wounded by love will never be able to say: ‘I have lived.' Because they haven't.
I can't spend my life trying to please other people.