There comes a time in your life when you have to choose to turn the page, write another book or simply close it.
People will walk in and walk out of your life, but the one whose footstep made a long lasting impression is the one you should never allow to walk out.
Friends ask you questions; enemies question you.
If he can't handle you at your worst then he does not deserve you at your best. Real love means seeing beyond the words spoken out of pain, and instead seeing a person's soul.
Your heart’s strength is measured by how hard it holds on. Your self worth and faith is measured by finally letting go. However, your peace is measured by how long you don’t look back.
Somewhere between love and hate lies confusion, misunderstanding and desperate hope.
Beauty is not who you are on the outside, it is the wisdom and time you gave away to save another struggling soul like you.
Friendship happens when the distance between the hearts tends to zero.
True love is not a hide and seek game: in true love, both lovers seek each other.
A true friend doesn't have guts; they beat you up and later plead with you to beat them back.
When someone you love makes compassion, kindness, forgiveness, respect and God an option, you can be sure they have made you an option, as well.
Wisdom from Within #2 Here we are talking about energy again. Negative energy results in a power drain or loss on the network, so to speak, Positive energy allows for a free flow of power. SMILING. HAPPINESS. POSITIVE THOUGHTS. All of these go into promoting a positive flow of energy. Days become brighter. Time to recharge becomes shorter. Friendships become stronger. And... Life becomes better for all.
One spirit remained unaware of his presence, staring at Miss Parker with such longing that he reluctantly decided to let it stay. The spirit, a hollow-eyed girl with ringlets and clothing from long past, reached toward Percy, wishing to touch her. Alexi understood. When left to her own devices, Miss Parker was neither shy nor awkward; she was radiant.
Always remember that you were once alone, and the crowd you see in your life today are just as unecessary as when you were alone.
Our happiness is completely and utterly intertwined with other people: family and friends and neighbors and the woman you hardly notice who cleans your office. Happiness is not a noun or verb. It's a conjunction. Connective tissue.
The only real battle in life is between hanging on and letting go.
Don't show a friend your gift, or your bag of money if you still want to maintain your relationship, but if nay, go on, and all you'll see is hate and jealousy, and you'll fight with him in the street like a dog and all you'll feel is regret.
Even seasonal situations can bring with them lessons that last a lifetime. If the love doesn’t last, it prepares you for the one that will.
Every relationship that has hit a crossroads has asked, “What is it that you want from me?
Of course it hurt that we could never love each other in a physical way. We would have been far more happy if we had. But that was like the tides, the change of seasons--something immutable, an immovable destiny we could never alter. No matter how cleverly we might shelter it, our delicate friendship wasn't going to last forever. We were bound to reach a dead end. That was painfully clear.