“Your imperfections make you perfect.”

When you learn to be alone and not feel lonely, is when you learn to be free.

Some say jealousy is a disease, and is so, we are two patients who can never be cured.

Time is the most valuable thing we have, and yet we waste it so easily.

Sometimes the best you could do is say NO.

Don’t believe people who say dreams don’t come true. They do, you just need to fight for them.

Just because you love them, doesn’t mean they are good for you.

Stop romanticizing people. Otherwise you will end up loving someone who only exists in your head.

Putting yourself first is not selfish.

Dear self, thank you for doing your best. I believe in you.

Did you miss me enough to drink or did you drink enough to miss me?

Every story has an end, but every end is a new beginning.

Some people just prefer to have their hearts broken.

True love sets you free, not imprisons you.

Be the lighthouse in someones storm.

Sometimes people walking out of your life is a blessing not a loss.

You are entirely up to you.

Many kids, it seemed, would find out that their parents were flawed, messed-up people later in life, and I didn’t appreciate getting to know it all so strong and early.

I acknowledge my beauty and my flaws, I do my best to keep it one hundred with the woman in the mirror so making friends is actually easy.

But it is equally incontrovertible that if our intelligence gathering process is seriously flawed, we had better find out and find out fast if we are to avoid another Sept. 11.

The flaw which is hidden is deemed greater than it is.

Conceal a flaw, and the world will imagine the worst.

She abounds with lucious faults.

I may not fit into your definition of a perfect woman, Even when I have the power to embrace all my flaws and scars. But I get it. You still fail to recognize that perfection lies in the beauty of so many perfections.

The despondency that follows makes me feel somewhat like a shipwrecked man who spies a sail, sees himself saved, and suddenly remembers that the lens of his spyglass has a flaw, a blurred spot — the sail he has seen.