Don’t you get it?” he said. “The ones who are afraid of heights don’t trust themselves enough to jump.
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Don’t you get it?” he said. “The ones who are afraid of heights don’t trust themselves enough to jump.
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One day you meet someone and for some inexplicable reason, you feel more connected to this stranger than anyone else.
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I don’t think about myself as much as I used to. I guess that’s a good thing. I only think about the things that are missing from me.
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A Betrayal I cannot undo what I have done; I can’t un-sing a song that’s sung. And the saddest thing about my regret- I can’t forgive me, and you can’t forget.
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The distance from you is measured in how far I’ve come.
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I had no way of knowing, when I was sitting alone in that tiny bedroom, that in just a few short months, I would meet the love of my life: a man who lived across the ocean from me, in a little house by the sea.
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It was a kind love, a selfless love. I was a dreamer, and you were a traveler. We met at the crossroads. I saw love in your smile, and I recognized it for the first time in my life. But you had a plane to catch, and I was already home.
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Every time I see my name, I hear it in your voice.
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You can create something that is pure genius, but you have to get your timing right.
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But how could I have stopped him from taking what was already his?
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Are you like me? Do you give too much, too quickly? Do you throw yourself blindly at the world, thinking that it will always open its arms up to you?
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You’re young and there’s still so much ahead. So much uncertainty and doubt. It keeps you up at night-this wild, restless feeling. But you don’t know how free you are. For this short, miraculous time, you have no one to answer to, nothing to lose. You belong wholly to yourself.
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I have always thought of memories as fragments, like colored glass shards in a kaleidoscope. It is the source of great beauty in our lives, yet the cause of such heartache. It remains the bridge between our past and present – it gives weight and dimension to our very existence.
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Life has a way of working itself out. You’ll see.
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Every day I measure the weight of my past against the present and feel the drag of what could have been.
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