When did creating a flawless facade become a more vital goal than learning to love the person who lives inside your skin?

Anger is easier than forgiveness.

Living means taking chances. Risks. Playing safe all the time is being dead inside, even if you happen to still be breathing.

Nobody seems to care that with every push to live up to their expectations, my own dreams vaporize.

Perfection is a ridiculous goal because there is no such thing. Real beauty is what you are inside.

What we strive for, ultimately, is love. You won't find real love because you're beautiful on the outside. It is drawn to inner beauty. Spend your energy crafting that, and you will know true love.

Yes, it takes two to dance. But somebody has to lead.

Tying the know means slipping a noose around love and choking it to death.

Back turned, you don't have to look at what you've left behind. And the person who first turned their back on you can't watch you break down and cry. Never allow an enemy to see weakness in you.

...what good would it do toshutter your windows, neverdream of rainbows or find hopein promises? Why choose to walk awayrather than hold your groundand fight for love?

Parenting should be a passion, not a part-time pursuit.

Don’t resist. Accept it to create memories, and then let it go.

The days draw out, the weather gets warmer, and it's what we call summer, with a bitter laugh when we've said it.

Soul mates may be linked, but fight to separate, causing wounds and confusion. They teach what no one else can.

When I was a boy, I used to pull a big cross saw with my dad. He'd use his right hand, so I'd have to use my left.

Every man is as holy as he really wants to be.

Those who are truly brave, shall never live in fear.

O what pride, conforming to the world and following its fashions! Warn them, warn them for me, while you have strength and time and be faithful to your duty.

How can you prove whether at this moment we are sleeping, and all our thoughts are a dream; or whether we are awake, and talking to one another in the waking state?

If I'm going to do something, I'm going to do it - no matter what.

The fifth century BC historian Herodotus called Egypt ‘the gift of the Nile’. The Egyptians themselves went a lot further. They claimed that their sacred river had its source among the stars.