“Real love isn’t complicated. It’s easy. It’s comfortable, It’s warm. It feels like home.”

You are both my illness and my remedy.

Don’t get sad when one chapter of your life ends, the next one will be better.

Be as kind to yourself as you are to others.

Your happiness is entirely up to you.

You are the only one who can set you free. Do it!

You are enough. Your life has meaning. Your emptiness are valid. You matter.

Why do you forgive everyone but not yourself?

Get addicted to your happiness, not your pain.

Stop beating yourself up for past mistakes. You deserve forgiveness.

Your own expectations will be the end of you.

May the world be a brighter place. Be the light.

We need to stop romanticizing toxic love!

Be your own inspiration.

Don’t let others dictate who you are. Decide for yourself.

Life is too short to waste it on things that don’t bring you happiness.

No matter what, you will always have you. Learn to appreciate that.

Seems it’s just too easy to fall in love with absolutely all of you.

She struggled with goodbyes, because of how easily she loved.

It’s a thing of no great difficulty to raise objections against another man’s oration, it is a very easy matter, but to produce a better in its place is a work extremely troublesome.

To find fault is easy; to do better may be difficult.

I am selfish, private, and easily bored. Will this be a problem?

There are so many fragile things, after all. People break so easily, and so do dreams and hearts.

As the archeology of our thought easily shows, man is an invention of recent date. And one perhaps nearing its end.

This is how you do it: you sit down at the keyboard and you put one word after another until it’s done. It’s that easy, and that hard.