Don't you worry, you pretty, little mind, people throw rocks at things that shine

You have got your demons and darling, they all look like me

Words, how little they mean, when you are a little too late

I hope you don't see the silent hell in I wish you well

Anger is our natural defense against pain. When I say 'I hate you' it actually means 'you hurt me'.

Hate is heavy, so let it go

It's bad manners to say 'I love you' with a mouth full of lies

Love can become hate. There is a thin line between loving and hating someone because hate is just another form of caring.

If you just can stop loving someone, you never really loved them at all.

How dare you looking at me and accusing me for moving on too fast after you cheated on me?

Maybe we feel empty because we have left parts of us in everything we have ever loved

Time is the biggest ennemy for the beautiful and the innocent

If you don't love yourself, you will always be chasing after people who don't love you either

There's no shortcut to forgetting someone. You have to endure missing them every day until you finally don't anymore.

No matter how broken you are, the world doesn't stop for your grief

And it was a tragedy that all his agonies, pain, despair and broken being got melted in her eyes weren't meant for him

I think we were ment to be but we did it wrong

Stop trying so hard for people who don't care

I love you, but I can't tell you 'cause you love somebody else.

Dead people receive more flowers than living ones because regret is stronger than gratitude

Love is a word just too much and too soon

I understood myself only after destroying myself and in the process of fixing myself I finally realized who I really was

You learn a lot about people when they don't get what they want

When someone tells you you hurt them, it's not up to you to decide whether you did or didn't

"It has been an ugly day," she said, "Tell me something beautiful." And he said her name.

The sunrise will not care if anybody watches it or not. It will keep on being beautiful, even if no one bothers to look at it

I am thankful for the difficult people in my life, they have shown me exactly who I don't want to be

Grief does not change you. It reveals you.

There's this thing about pain. It demands to be felt.

If people were rain. I was a drizzle and she was a hurricane

You might have screwed up my past. Ruined my future. But there is no way I am going to let you touch my future.

One day this pain will make sense to you

Some women are lost in the fire, some women are built of it

You're a victim of your mind

You must be tired of runnin' through my mind

The first time I saw you, my heart whispered that's the one.

At the end of the game, the king and the pawn go in the same box

Chess says everything about life: the King had to take things one step at the time while the Queen can do whatever she wants

Feelings don't make sense. They drive you around for hours before the drop you right back where you started.

Maybe you should go to Oz and see if the wizard could find you a heart