Words become sentences, twisted, difficult/The story weaves itself, always noisiest at night/As herds of words won’t stop. . . “Wildebeest of Words/Breathe In

Stop inviting people who don’t celebrate you to your party! It’s YOUR life – you have the right to be exclusive.

Past shouldn’t always be treasured, becausePresent and Future become trashed.

I wore your promise on my finger for one yearI’ll wear your name on my heart til I dieBecause you were my boy, you were my only boy forever.

If you walk out on me, i’m not walking out after you.

When you love someone, it’s never over,’ Dr. Carruthers replied gently. ‘You move on, because you have to, but you bring him in your heart.

Don’t try fixing something that is already broken in the first place.

You can not avoid life or your thoughts you can only make the best of your current situation and move on with a positive mental attitude.

You can’t look back – you just have to put the past behind you, and find something better in your future.

Forgiveness is not an event. It is a series of decisions made over and over again.

Rehashing the past wouldn’t change anything. Time to move forward.

As Haw prepared to leave, he started to feel more alive, knowing that he was finally able to laugh at himself, let go and move on.

Forgiveness is the one gift you don’t give to others. Rather, it is the gift you give yourself, so you can finally be free.

I want something that is nothing like the past.

But I was youngand didn’t know betterand someone should have told me to capture every secondevery kiss & every nightBecause now I’m sitting here alone and it’s getting really hard to breath because tears are...

And we’re all good, everything is forgiven between Beethoven and me because this is the part of me that hasn’t changed. In this monent I’m not defined by the other things, the things that happened...

I looked inward at my heart. And indeed, there too, the criss-cross corsetry was slackened and gaping. I was all undone. Potentially, I could spill. Or tangle. And so I began to tug at my...

Even seasonal situations can bring with them lessons that last a lifetime. If the love doesn’t last, it prepares you for the one that will.

What’s past is prologue, and the world awaits.

Your mom hates the world, I avoid it, and you try to save it.

Yesterday is not ours to recover, but tomorrow is ours to win or lose.

They say what doesn’t kill u makes u stronger.. but truth is sometimes it does kill u, it kills a part of u then it makes u stronger.

A broken friendship that is mended through forgiveness can be even stronger than it once was.

The only real conflict you will ever have in your life won’t be with others, but with yourself.

If you can just stop loving her then you never really loved her at all. Love doesn’t work that way. If you ever truly love someone, then it never goes away. It can become something...

I have learned that if you must leave a place that you have lived in and loved and where all your yesteryears are buried deep, leave it any way except a slow way, leave it...

In a sense, discouragement does not have to exist. Allow it to be rather the encouragement to honestly reconsider all the options, then, as necessary, shine on.

For how imperiously, how coolly, in disregard of all one’s feelings, does the hard, cold, uninteresting course of daily realities move on! Still we must eat, and drink, and sleep, and wake again, – still...

f you are ready to cry..to feel the pain..to take the risk? You are ready for love

I looked into Blake’s eyes, remembering my lost marble and thinking that even though it was gone forever, there could be another match out there. There might be another guy who would kiss my forehead,...

You must make a decision that you are going to move on. It wont happen automatically. You will have to rise up and say, ‘I don’t care how hard this is, I don’t care how...

I don’t know what she is now. A stranger, mostly. It’s as if she has become a part of a different world, one that doesn’t include me anymore….

I saw my earlier selves as different people, acquaintances I had outgrown. I wondered how I could ever have been some of them.

…it’s been amazing- not perfect, but amazing. I’m actually glad of the nonperfection because that has made our relationship feel more grounded, solid, and real than what I had (…), which just cruised blithely along,...

A Plan B life can be just as good or better than a Plan A life. You just have to let go of that first dream and realize that God has already written the first...

Loss alone is but the wounding of a heart; it is memory that makes it our ruin.

If I wasn’t so phenomenal. I would go back to you.

Change has to come for life to struggle forward.

Forgetting isn’t the key to moving on. Remembering is, because only once we’ve remembered can we forget.

Sometimes it takes a heartbreak to shake us awake & help us see we are worth so much more than we’re settling for.

It’s not a case of the glass being half full or half empty; more that we tipped a whole half-pint into an empty pint pot. I had to see how much was there, though, and...

She shook off the self-recrimination. What-ifs and could-have-beens were not the way to move forward. She knew that from experience.

Write a complaint letter. Then answer it.

Moving on is not like a birthday, you can’t count down the hours ‘til it arrives and you can’t mark it on a calendar and you can’t call up your friends to help you celebrate....

Life moves on and so should we

When you forgive those that hurt you, they no longer have control over your future happiness. Their anger keeps them a prisoner to your past, while you enjoy the present.

We had our thing. It is a really good memory but now we’re older. Things change.

I haven’t been very impressed lately.By people,or places,or the way someone said he loved me and then slowly changed his mind.

I don’t need to be any place else, because the music takes me to the only place I want to be right now. To the place where I am and have always been wholly me,...

How are you, Rory?’ [the Doctor] asked.I [Rory]… answered him. ‘It’s been odd being you.”Isn’t it?’ The Doctor’s smile didn’t quite reach his eyes.’How do you cope?”Ah…’ The Doctor picked away at a scrap of...