“Judge me, and you’ll have no time left to love me.”

I realize I waited too long but please don’t move on.

Jealousy is just love and hate at the same time.

Yes I make mistakes that I don’t ever make excuses for.

Sometimes it’s the journey that teaches you a lot about your destination.

Real talent doesn’t always win championships, like real music doesn’t always win Grammys.

Sometimes I wish I could go back in life, not to change things but just to feel things twice.

Life is like a confused teacher. First she gives the test and then teaches the lesson.

When a young man complains that a young lady has no heart, it’s pretty certain that she has his.

We walk the same path, but got on different shoes, live in the same building, but we got different views.

Count your blessings, not problems.

Holding her hand in public is just another way of saying you’re proud to have her.

When people treat you like nothing, you begin to feel like nothing.

Seven days without love makes one weak.

Send the haters all my love.

I bet if I give all my love then nothing’s gonna tear us apart.

Wish you would learn to love people and use things, and not the other way around.

Compassion can never coexist with judgement because judgement creates the distance, the distinction, which prevents us from really being with the other.

Can I doubt the shape of the earth? Can I judge a minute for lasting sixty seconds, a day for being grey or cold and leaves for falling from trees? Can I speak too loud when I am angry or stay quiet when I disagree? Can I forget about the norms and make some of my own?

Judge the Catholic Church not by those who barely live by its spirit, but by the example of those who live closest to it.

All collective judgments are wrong. Only racists make them. No human race is superior; no religious faith is inferior.

Today’s headlines and history’s judgment are rarely the same. If you are too attentive to the former, you will most certainly not do the hard work of securing the latter.

Can I doubt the shape of the earth? Can I judge a minute for lasting sixty seconds, a day for being grey or cold and leaves for falling from trees? Can I speak too loud when I am angry or stay quiet when I disagree? Can I forget about the norms and make some of my own?

As long as judges tinker with the Constitution to ‘do what the people want,’ instead of what the document actually commands, politicians who pick and confirm new federal judges will naturally want only those who agree with them politically.

Do not judge my story by the chapter you walked in on.