“Tastes and preferences change with time, But I fall in love with you daily.”

I still think of you and that’s okay as long as I keep on moving.

Doing the right thing often requires patience that tests your intent.

Knowing what you want, but not living that way – as motivation waits.

Everything you’ve done may be undone for you to accomplish much more.

Letting go of you finally taught me what it meant to truly love you.

Giving up your life to live for someone else will sacrifice true love.

You are everything to me, that includes every broken piece of you.

Our connection will last – even as we walk down separate, winding paths.

Imagine your dreams as billions of stars – shining to guide wakefulness.

Something magical not just about who you are, but all you stand for.

Her soul absorbs all beauty in nature and then reflects all within.

We’ll endure daily scars in our lives through shared adversity.

How you treat yourself becomes the identity others see in you.

Your morning smile leads me out of bed, waking me up to my best self.

Grateful always for the connection we’ve kept since our lives grew apart.

True love requires letting go of resentment from expired love.

Now is the perfect time to make powerful change-your willingness is at an all-time high.

King-ian nonviolence is a way of thinking and living and is not confined to the work of social and systemic change.

Not even analysis, by itself, can transform you. You must still do the changing yourself.

Consciousness even in my sleep changes primary colors. The features of my face melt like a wax doll in the fire. And who can consent to see in the mirror the mere face of man?

My last night as Isabella Swan. Tomorrow night, I would be Bella Cullen. Though the whole marriage ordeal was a thorn in my side, I had to admit that I liked the sound of that. – bella swan

You’ve got the words to change a nation but you’re biting your tongue.

Without a home must the soldier go, a changeful wanderer, and can warm himself at no home-lit hearth.

I think that I am here, on this earth, to present a report on it, but to whom I don’t know. As if I were sent so that whatever takes place has meaning because it changes into memory.