“Even in my dreams, you’re unsure.”

I wish I wasn’t such a dreamer. I’ve ruined this life for myself.

I loved you for all the reasons why you thought you couldn’t love yourself.

Your silence and my overthinking is a kind of hell.

You will never love another the same way, again. And I’m still trying to figure out if that’s a blessing or a tragedy.

We all return to dreams, don’t we? The unattainable is alluring, desire is tenfold.

The distance between you and greatness, is how much you believe in yourself.

The more natural the connection, the more devastating the disconnect.

Do they love you? Or do they only seem to love what you could do for them?

Despite all of your mistakes, I stayed – and that was mine.

What you’re trying to control is already controlling you.

When did our love become a war we had to fight to keep?

I wonder how often the world reminds you of me, because it won’t let me forget you.

When you have all this love to give but you’re not the one they want to be loved by.

The more I spoke of it, the faster it slipped away from me.

Love me hard or leave me, quickly.

A kiss in a dream, so vivid, it is mistaken for a memory.

A disappointment is not generally an oversight. It might just be the best one can do the situation being what it is. The genuine error is to quit attempting.

A disappointment is not generally an oversight. It might just be the best one can do the situation being what it is. The genuine error is to quit attempting.

A disappointment is not generally an oversight. It might just be the best one can do the situation being what it is. The genuine error is to quit attempting.

Life has its pains and evils-its bitter disappointments; but like a good novel and in healthful length of days, there is infinite joy in seeing the World, the most interesting of continued stories, unfold.

The music of an unhappy people, of the children of disappointment; they tell of death and suffering and unvoiced longing toward a truer world, of misty wanderings and hidden ways.

Strive for that greatness of spirit that measures life not by its disappointments but by its possibilities.

Landscape photography is the supreme test of the photographer – and often the supreme disappointment.

Your ability to face setbacks and disappointments without giving up will be the measure of your ability to succeed.