“Just tell me softly that you love me, because when you said my name, I swear my heart was never the same.”

Life is unpredictable, and I’d rather play every card as honestly as I can than have a deck full of regrets and what-ifs.

Sometimes the smallest details about a person are the biggest reasons why you love them.

If I had any say and my life to do again, I’d have moved us closer.

If you were a novel, you’d be an adventure of sadness and happiness and love lost in between.

You just have to surround yourself with people who have the same heart as you.

We spend a lifetime with our feelings; try not to hurt those of others.

It’s okay to close some doors; hell, it’s even okay to lock them.

You are a battlefield. Never will there be a greater war than the one you hold with yourself.

The bravest people aren’t the ones that pretend they’re fine when they’re not. It’s the ones that admit they aren’t fine but carry on anyway.

Perhaps it’s just easier to smile and pretend everything is fine, rather than admit my heart’s a little swollen from losing something that wasn’t even mine.

But if I were to take a palette all my colours would be of you.

No matter where my life takes me or yours takes you, I will love you whether there are a thousand miles between us or none at all.

It’s exhausting to be locked in your head with all these thoughts that tie you down. Just for one moment, try with all your might to let go of all the things that stop you from being you.

How does loneliness still exist with all these souls in the world?

She is scared to love again, because people change their minds. She is scared to love again, because people leave with no answers, and she is sick of thinking it’s because of her.

You’ve become so damaged That when someone Wants to give you What you deserve You have no idea How to respond.

Pray to God that your attachment to such transitory things as wealth, name, and creature comforts may become less and less every day.

At home the hateful names of parties cease, And factious souls are wearied into peace.

Different people call on [God] by different names: some as Allah, some as God, and others as Krishna, Siva, and Brahman. It is like the water in a lake.

I felt shame for living in a nation of unprecedented prosperity-a nation that spends a smaller percentage of income on food than any other civilization has in human history-but in the name of affordability treats the animals it eats with cruelty so extreme it would be illegal if inflicted on a dog.

Everywhere do I percieve a certain conspiracy of rich men seeking their own advantage underthat name and pretext of commonwealth.

Reality is always the foe of famous names.

Most of the more celebrated names among African-American authors, poets, and artists are known to the world because of their association with specific cultural arts movements.

The works which this man [Joseph Banks] leaves behind him occupy a few pages only; their importance is not greatly superior to their extent; and yet his name will shine out with lustre in the history of the sciences.