“It takes courage to feel, and she’s the bravest person I know.”

If he can’t hear you when you’re silent, he won’t hear you when you’re not.

What you see is what you get. She’s already magic; she doesn’t need tricks.

Your smile is like a salve for my soul.

It’s not that she’s afraid to fall in love, she’s just afraid to be the only one who falls.

Believe me when I say that I will find endless ways to make sure you know what a prize you are.

She doesn’t need to be alone to be lonely. She doesn’t need to speak to be heard.

Yes, she has more than a few regrets. And if you don’t, then you should probably live more.

There’s a big chasm between him telling you you’re a priority versus him treating you like a priority.

Do not mock a pain you have not endured.

You know what’s sexy? A real conversation.

She refused to let what hurts bruise her memories.

We were dirt poor but we had each other. We didn’t need much to have a lot.

And I swear to you, she was so beautiful I had to keep reminding myself to blink.

Find someone who can hear you even when you’re silent.

Tears are quick to dry and certain pains never heal, sometimes what she says hides more than it reveals.

I miss hearing you smile over the phone.

Look you dead in the face Now tell me how good does it taste.

Look you dead in the face Now tell me how good does it taste.

America makes prodigious mistakes, America has colossal faults, but one thing cannot be denied: America is always on the move. She may be going to Hell, of course, but at least she isn’t standing still.

America makes prodigious mistakes, America has colossal faults, but one thing cannot be denied: America is always on the move. She may be going to Hell, of course, but at least she isn’t standing still.

America makes prodigious mistakes, America has colossal faults, but one thing cannot be denied: America is always on the move. She may be going to Hell, of course, but at least she isn’t standing still.

Come in, my dear from that harsh world that has rained elements of stone upon your tender face. Every soul should receive a toast from us for bravery!

And that, is the story of our country, one invasion after another Macedonians. Saddanians. Arabs. Mongols. Now the Soviets. But we’re like those walls up there. Battered, and nothing pretty to look at, but still standing.

The result showed that fortune helps the brave.