Wherever we are, we are as one.

Una faccia è soltanto un altro genere di maschera.

We do not get to choose when in our lives we feel pain. It comes when it comes, and we try to remember, even though we cannot imagine a day when it will release its hold on us, that all pain fades. All misery passes. Humanity is drawn to light, not darkness.

Belonging in more than one world means that you end up belonging in none of them.

You must fight this and defeat it. I know it's hard, but you can't let it hurt you like this. It's like you are a sailor at sea during a storm. If you let the sea take over you, you will drown, if you sail it good you will be safe ashore. Which one will you be, love, the bold sailor, or the tumultuous sea?

Ci sono momenti in cui ricorriamo a formulazioni insensate e avanziamo pretese assurde per nascondere sentimenti lineari.

Le persone si aprivano e diventavano luminose oppure si rabbuiavano. A volte rivolgevano la loro luce verso l’interno, per non lasciarla vedere, perché non avevano altra scelta. E poi, a volte, le persone donavano la loro luce e cominciavano a spegnersi, a diventare quasi invisibili, se nessuno si prendeva cura di loro. Perche erano state troppo generose e rimanevano senza niente.

The thing about mistakes was that they weren't always big, or obvious. Sometimes they were simple. Small. The decision to keep walking. The turn left instead of right. Those few extra steps in the wrong direction.

Wishes don't just come true. They're only the target you paint around what you want. You still have to hit the bull's-eye yourself.

But in a solitary life, there are rare moments when another soul dips near yours, as stars once a year brush the earth. Such a constellation was he to me.