You are imperfect, permanently and inevitably flawed. And you are beautiful.
The past is a candle at great distance: too close to let you quit, too far to comfort you.
Love at first sight is easy to understand; it's when two people have been looking at each other for a lifetime that it becomes a miracle.
Everyone has two memories. The one you can tell and the one that is stuck to the underside of that, the dark, tarry smear of what happened.
Men do not know what they do not know, and women should not tell them.
I do not say what I feel, and people often take that for shyness, even kindness.
You cannot fake effort; talent is great, but perseverance is necessary.