When a clock is hungry, it goes back four seconds.

It’s a scary thing; moving on. Part of me wishes life were more predictable and part of me is excited that it’s not. I think it’s impossible to tell the good things from the bad things while they’re happening.

looking at the messages you wrote when you were emotionally weak like

The amount someone loves you is directly proportional to how much they will fight to keep you in their life and how hard they will try for you. Never believe a soul that tells you otherwise.

Fall in love with someone who tastes like adventure but looks like the calm, beautiful morning after a terrible storm.

If they cannot understand the wildness inside you, they will try to tame it and cage it. Find someone who appreciates the beauty of wild things like you.

Comparing your life to someone else’s life kills all of your gratitude, happiness, peace, confidence, originality and worst, it blinds you from seeing your unique potential value.

He licked his lips. ‘Well, if you want my opinion–’ ‘I don’t,’ she said. 'I have my own.’