“When you give your heart away, you usually get it back in pieces, fragments. And often, a great deal of time passes before you realize that every piece wasn’t returned to you—and probably never will be. You crave nothing more than to get those small—but vital—fragments back; to return to the unbroken, undamaged version of yourself. But what’s been broken cannot be unbroken, and so all you can do is learn to live with the void of the missing pieces, to somehow find beauty in the wreckage.”

“If you find yourself constantly trying to prove your worth to someone, you have already forgotten your value.”

“She struggled with her sadness, but tried to conceal it, to divide it into smaller and smaller parts and scatter these in places she thought no one would find them.”

“Life is given to me only once, and never will be again — I don’t want to sit waiting for universal happiness. I want to live myself; otherwise it’s better not to live at all.”

“I don’t know a perfect person. I only know flawed people who are still worth loving.”

“You can only give away what you have inside. Become an instrument of love.”