Everything In Life Has Its Price.

There Is No Tragedy, Only The Unavoidable. Everything Has Its Reason For Being: You Only Need To Distinguish What Is Temporary From What Is Lasting.

The Rose Is A Rose From The Time It Is A Seed To The Time It Dies. Within It, At All Times, It Contains Its Whole Potential. It Seems To Be Constantly In The Process Of Change: Yet At Each State, At Each Moment, It Is Perfectly All Right As It Is.

Certain People, In Their Eagerness To Construct A World No External Threat Can Penetrate Build Exaggeratedly High Defense Againts The Outside World, Againts New People, New Places, Different Experiences And Leave Their Own World Stripped Bare. It Is There That Bitterness Begins Irrevocable Work.

Does He Love Me? “you’re Asking The Wrong Question. What You Need To Know Is Are You In A Position To Give Him The Love He Needs. And Whatever Happens Or Doesn’t Happen Will Be Equally Gratifying, Knowing That You Are Capable Of Love Is Enough. If It Isn’t Him, It Will Be Someone Else… Don’t Try To Keep A Safe Distance So As To See What Happens. Don’t Wait To Be Certain Before You Take A Step. What You Give, You Will Receive, Although It Might Sometimes Come From The Place You Least Expect.

Every Scar Has A Life Of Its Own And A Space In My Heart.