Guillaume Musso Quotes
It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. What scares you, is not your weaknesses, but your strengths.
She needs someone who will be everything for her: her friend, her boyfriend, her confidant, her lover and sometimes even her enemy.
As long as you remember the person who loved you, and whom you still love, then you're making love endure.
When it comes to books and friends, it is best to have only a few but all good ones.
It's scary being loved. Because life is complicated and all too often it throws you off balance by sending you the right person at the wrong time.
Some say that you know real love when you realise the only person in the world who can console you is the one who has hurt you.
You are your own refuge There is no other You cannot save another You can only save yourself.
It was a relationship with occasional moments of beauty, but one that had never found it's balance.
Now he could say for sure that he'd never known a feeling stronger than that of being at one with another person - that rare feeling of not being alone anymore.
We are young, but We already know that in life's great game those who are most unhappy are those who haven't taken the risk to be happy. And I don't want to be one of those
He understood then that neither time nor distance had lessened his love for her. But was love that made him ache with suffering truly worth fighting for?
In years past, to keep their men close, women would wear a ring and bear children. It doesn't work like that today. Nowadays, how do we hold on to those we love? I've no idea.
It seemed as if I could see things in her that others couldn't see, qualities which not even she was aware of. It was as I I could already see in her the woman she would later become.
The best evidence that time travel is impossible is the fact that we haven't been invaded by hordes of tourists from the future.
We are young, but We already know that in life's great game those who are most unhappy are those who haven't taken the risk to be happy. And I don't want to be one of those
You are your own refugeThere is no otherYou cannot save anotherYou can only save yourself.
Why was love such an addictive drug?Why did loving someone cause such suffering?
He understood then that neither time nor distance had lessened his love for her.But was love that made him ache with suffering truly worth fighting for?