More drills for poor readers do not work.
Yup, believe it: I was born on March 28, yet my name is April.
Just because a relationship ends, it doesn't mean it's not worth having.
No one was perfect. But we all did the best we could. I guessed you had to forgive when you could, move on when you couldn't, and love your family and friends for who they were instead of punishing them for who they weren't.
Sometimes you don't need lightning to start a fire. Sometimes, it builds on its own.
I love you: You imagine hearing the words from someone not related to you, someone not your best friend, but when someone you love, someone you dream about, actually says them, it makes your body melt and your breath get caught in your chest.
You can tell a lot about a person not just by their successes, but by how they deal with their setbacks
The earliest memories I have from my childhood are of my mum getting ready to go on stage. I must have been about five and I would watch her vomiting backstage on opening night, and then the next minute she became Isabella, the Queen of Spain. At the time I remember thinking, 'What kind of schizophrenic job is this?' Now it all makes sense.
I can have fairly crippling self-criticism. It doesn't really put me in a vulnerable state, I just get glum and intolerable, but it certainly is a vulnerability.
Insect politics, indifferent universe. Bang your head against the wall, but apathy is worse.
A lot of people need happiness in their lives. . . those who have lost their loved ones, those who have lost jobs and other things. Let your smile be a source of happiness to them and everyone else you meet.