“Sometimes you need to leave the past in the past.”

The problem with this country is that you meet your soulmate after getting married.

Change is painful, but nothing is as painful as being stuck somewhere you don’t belong.

You deserve to be proud of the person you are and love the life you’re living.

Pain helps you create a better future for yourself.

When you are angry, control your temper.

Success is born in moments when you think you can’t go on but you keep going anyway.

If you don’t treat yourself with respect, other people won’t do either.

Comparison will only hinder your progress.

Never let someone else bring you down to their level.

It hurts when your efforts aren’t appreciated.

Love is also a powerful weapon in the world. It sometimes can hurt people, kill people or maybe change a person.

Failure hurts once. Regret hurt over and over again.

You deserve to live the life you want to live, not the life others expect you to live.

When you enjoy your own company, being alone is no longer lonely.

Don’t waste your time on anything that doesn’t contribute to your growth.

An old couple makes you realize that true love still exists.

Nobody wants to be here and nobody wants to leave.

You can’t expect insights, even the big ones, to make you suddenly understand everything. But I figure: Hey it’s a step in the right direction if they leave you confused in a deeper way.

I never wanted to go away, and the hard part now is the leaving you all. I’m not afraid, but it seems as if I should be homesick for you even in heaven.

You have to work out where your place is. And who you are. But we’re all spirit. That’s all we are, we’re just walking dressed up in a suit of skin, and we’re going to leave that behind.

Love seems to survive life, and to reach beyond it. I think we take it with us past the grave. Do we not still give it to those who have left us? May we not hope that they feel it for us, and that we shall leave it here in one or two fond bosoms, when we also are gone?

The sun-kissed ones, they leave a sweetness with you that changes the air you breathe forever.

Ah! when will this long weary day have end, And lende me leave to come unto my love? – Epithalamion

The aim, if reached or not, makes great the life: Try to be Shakespeare, leave the rest to fate!