“You can’t be a part of the solution, if you refuse to acknowledge you are part of the problem.”

You cry and tell yourself to toughen up but what’s tougher than feeling?

I can’t take the look in your eyes of hurt I can’t help.

Sometimes you can’t see the light at the end of the tunnel until you’ve learned how to live in the dark.

You loved me when it seemed impossible to love myself. I’ll never forget that. I’ll never unfeel that.

Help isn’t helpful for the unwilling.

I will dance under stars I can not see; and I will hold hands I can not yet reach.

Sometimes anger is a form of passion that isn’t being listened too.

If love was a sound, a mere whisper would suffice.

If possible could you just look in my eyes and find all the things I can’t seem to say.

I just need to let myself fall in love with myself.

I know what feeling I need to feel. I just can’t seem to find it.

Am I more afraid of failing or succeeding?

Anxiety clouds everything you know to be true.

There’s a kind of freedom in handing out torches and seeing who burns the bridge between you.

Memories can’t be remembered if they were never made. So I hope you make good ones.

I tried to write you as a novel but you were only meant to be a chapter.

Liberty is no heirloom. It requires the daily bread of self-denial, the salt of law and, above all, the backbone of acknowledging responsibility for our deeds.

Acknowledging what you don’t know is the dawning of wisdom.

It’s still so rare for anyone to be personally acknowledged by a brand that the impact of such a simple, polite gesture on a customer’s buying habits could be huge.

My scientific studies have afforded me great gratification; and I am convinced that it will not be long before the whole world acknowledges the results of my work.

I am convinced that it will not be long before the whole world acknowledges the results of my work.

For a long time, I have been making many predictions, far in advance, of events since come to pass, naming the particular locality. I acknowledge all to have been accomplished through divine power and inspiration.

You can choose your friends but you sho’ can’t choose your family, an’ they’re still kin to you no matter whether you acknowledge ’em or not, and it makes you look right silly when you don’t.

Hypocrisy is the outward acknowledgment of inward shame.