Tears shed for another person are not a sign of weakness. They are a sign of a pure heart.
The longer and more carefully we look at a funny story, the sadder it becomes.
There is some kind of a sweet innocence in being human- in not having to be just happy or just sad- in the nature of being able to be both broken and whole, at the same time.
So it’s true, when all is said and done, grief is the price we pay for love.
The largest part of what we call ‘personality’ is determined by how we’ve opted to defend ourselves against anxiety and sadness.
It is sad not to love, but it is much sadder not to be able to love.
It’s amazing how someone can break your heart and you can still love them with all the little pieces.
When you think your first falling in love, just then you realize your falling out of love.
Since I can’t be with you right now I will have to be content just dreaming about when we will be together again.
Love lies in those unsent drafts in your mailbox. Sometimes you wonder whether things would have been different if you’d clicked ‘Send’.
Part of me aches at the thought of her being so close yet so untouchable.
You can’t buy love, but you can pay heavily for it.
You meet everyone twice in this life, when they come and when they go.
Just let me keep the last piece of my heart before you tear it all apart.
Sadness flies away on the wings of time.
Never make a decision when you are upset, sad, jealous or in love.
It hurts to leave a light on for nobody.
As the light begins to intensify, so does my misery, and I wonder how it is possible to hurt so much when nothing is wrong.
Breathing is hard. When you cry so much, it makes you realize that breathing is hard.
It’s sad when someone you know becomes someone you knew.
Let my soul smile through my heart and my heart smile through my eyes, that I may scatter rich smiles in sad hearts.