“Because the most painful wars are the ones we lead against ourselves.”

You don’t realize how magical a moment is until it becomes a memory.

And if you saw me alone in a bar tonight. Would you ask me to dance?

We have each other, we make love and then we hate each other and we become strangers.

Are we still in the same world? Then why do I feel so far away from you? As if our two worlds were separated.

I love the way he loves me when I can’t love myself.

Don’t you see? That I kiss you a little harder. That I hug you a little harder. I want you to heal me.

Waiting a lifetime to touch your lips again wouldn’t be too long.

Touch me. Make my body bloom. A million cherry blossoms.

Because, in the end, it was just promises.

And how can you be so bad for me when I feel like I’m flying?

Because I always ruin everything. Maybe it’s better if I let you go.

If you try every day, then, you’re much stronger than you think.

And she started flying, just like the beautiful butterfly she is.

And I don’t know if it’s his lips or his fingers that make thousands of roses bloom on my skin.

Maybe one day you’ll see, you’ll see what I saw.

She is like a beautiful night. Full of stars and darkness.

Expect no reward when you serve the wicked, and be thankful if you escape injury for your pain

Mental pain is less dramatic than physical pain, but it is more common and also more hard to bear.

I’m with a crowd but so alone.

A choice of pains. That’s what living was all about.

I’m not upset that you lied to me, I’m upset that from now on I can’t believe you.

Your mind is your predicament. It wants to be free of change. Free of pain, free of the obligations of life and death. But change is law and no amount of pretending will alter that reality.

Those who suffer most cry out the least.

I’m not upset that you lied to me, I’m upset that from now on I can’t believe you.