“Who love too much, hate in the like extreme.”

You ought not to practice childish ways, since you are no longer that age.

Scepticism is as much the result of knowledge, as knowledge is of scepticism.

In youth and beauty, wisdom is but rare!

The roaring seas and many a dark range of mountains lie between us.

We men are wretched things.

Words empty as the wind are best left unsaid.

Everything is more beautiful because we’re doomed. You will never be lovelier than you are now. We will never be here again.

Modesty is of no use to a beggar.

The journey is the thing.

The melancholy joys of evils pass’d, For he who much has suffer’d, much will know.

Hateful to me as the gates of Hades is that man who hides one thing in his heart and speaks another.

A woman is a lot like a refrigerator. Six feet tall, 300 pounds, it makes ice.

I didn’t lie! I just created fiction with my mouth!

How prone to doubt, how cautious are the wise!

The journey is its own reward.

Choose well.

It is not your job to fix people. I know your heart aches to see people you love in pain. But it is not your job to make their burden your own – that is not your path.

I am always becoming a new tragedy. Trading one torture for another. Forever versatile in this becoming.

Some people just prefer to have their hearts broken.

2015 was really the hardest and the best year of my life. I learned a lot. I went through a lot of personal heartbreak, loss, and turmoil. I had to find my way out of sinking under the weight of it and it was the hardest thing I had to do.

I painted the walls of my room with all my secret tears, filling the empty space with false hopes and fears.

Being heart broken is a sign of strength, it shows you were brave enough to love in the first place.

For God to mend your broken heart you must give him ALL the pieces. You can’t hold any back.

I broke my heart for every gain, to taste the sweet I faced the pain.