Here we are, alive, and you and I will have to make it what we can.
It's the real world, full of gaps and inconsistencies and anticlimaxes.
And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.
One heart is not connected to another through harmony alone. They are, instead, linked deeply through their wounds
The journey I'm taking is inside me. Just like blood travels down veins, what I'm seeing is my inner self and what seems threatening is just the echo of the fear in my heart.
Sometimes it's not the people who change, it's the mask that falls off.
No matter what form the relationship might take, he was the only person she could picture sharing her life with.
People believe that when they say "yes" to this moment, things won't change anymore. They're afraid that if they accept what is, whatever form this moment takes, they're going to be stuck forever in this moment that they don't like: this job or relationship or whatever situation they're in that they don't like. But this is not true.
I was born, so that the whole world could be a spectatorOf my triumph or my doom.
All the conscious decisions that I have taken in my life have never borne fruit. Not even come close! So, I am just very happy not planning.
We were talking briefly about cocaine. . . yeah. Anything that makes you paranoid and impotent, give me more of that!