There are years that ask questions and years that answer.

Love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place.

I love myself when I am laughing. . . and then again when I am looking mean and impressive.

Sometimes, I feel discriminated against, but it does not make me angry. It merely astonishes me. How can any deny themselves the pleasure of my company? It’s beyond me.

If you are silent about your pain, they’ll kill you and say you enjoyed it.

Some people could look at a mud puddle and see an ocean with ships.

Love is like the sea. It's a moving thing, but still and all, it takes its shape from the shore it meets, and it's different with every shore.

Bitterness is the coward's revenge on the world for having been hurt.

Those that don't got it, can't show it. Those that got it, can't hide it.