“Yes, she has more than a few regrets. And if you don’t, then you should probably live more.”

She has every reason to be bitter, and yet her heart beats to the tune of kindness, and her soul dances to the melody of love.

I’m sorry if someone made you feel as though you are difficult to love.

But doesn’t it hurt to feel so much and pretend not to?

Baby girl, don’t ever mistake what you are given for what you are worth.

In love as in life, nothing is really hidden, only ignored.

She’s not just another fish in the sea. She is the ocean.

There’s a message in the way he treats you. Just listen.

She was impossibly beautiful. If she didn’t exist, she’d have to be invented.

If he can’t hear you when you’re silent, he won’t hear you when you’re not.

What you see is what you get. She’s already magic; she doesn’t need tricks.

Your smile is like a salve for my soul.

It’s not that she’s afraid to fall in love, she’s just afraid to be the only one who falls.

Believe me when I say that I will find endless ways to make sure you know what a prize you are.

She doesn’t need to be alone to be lonely. She doesn’t need to speak to be heard.

There’s a big chasm between him telling you you’re a priority versus him treating you like a priority.

Do not mock a pain you have not endured.

Fear will keep you alive in a war. Fear will keep you alive in business. There’s nothing wrong with fear.

The only thing I asked for now was to be alive tomorrow morning and to survive another day. That was all that mattered.

I am he that buries his friends alive and drowns them and draws them alive again from the water. I came from the end of a bag, but no bag went over me.

Kindness is really at the core of what it means to be and feel alive.

I will choosing to die rather than to remain alive without freedom and beg, as an alternative to death, a vastly inferior life.

I commit to a lifetime of unlearning the poison of white supremacy that is still alive and continues to cause suffering.

The only possible metaphor one may conceive of for the life of the mind is the sensation of being alive. Without the breath of life, the human body is a corpse; without thinking, the human mind is dead.

Men, the enemy troops you can see are all that stands between us and the place we have for so long been determined to reach. We must find a way to eat them alive!