“But she’s not like the others; that’s where you made your first mistake.”

She’s not rude. She’s just done tolerating less than what she deserves.

Don’t give him another thought, baby girl. He wanted a cup of tea; you’re a shot of whiskey.

She was strong enough to be gentle all the time.

Perfection is just a lie, failure’s not forever, rejection is but a sign, darling you are a treasure.

It is not a coincidence that the strongest people tend to have the most scars.

She’s like a stiff drink I can’t get enough of, the first real obsession I can’t help but love.

She had eyes that held you better than arms ever could.

Sometimes, all it takes to connect with someone is a little bit of the same hurt.

All I want is to bring you the love and the joy that matches all the pain you have ever felt.

Don’t judge her if she’s lived under circumstances you have not.

Darling, you have lived far too much life to be caring what others think of you.

Not all wounds need healing, not all scars are ugly.

Just because she carries it well doesn’t mean it isn’t heavy.

It takes courage to feel, and she’s the bravest person I know.

Careful with this one. She had dethroned kings.

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.

Life is indistinguishable from effortful maintenance.

I acknowledge that struggling and failing are different; I am made stronger through my struggles.

Learn to love all the differences learn to appreciate everyone’s essence.

Grief visits us all differently but at the core – it rots us a little.

The leader of the genius must have the ability to make different opponents appear as if they belonged to one category.

The larger Europe grows, the more diverse must be the forms of co-operation it requires.

All she built had fallen apart it’s OK she believed destruction was art.

Love comes in different shapes and sizes. But most importantly it comes in different colors.