Eleanor

Everything’s a risk. Not doing anything is a risk. It’s up to you.

I know that the whole point—the only point—is to find the things that matter, and hold on to them, and fight for them, and refuse to let them go.

you might not have been my first love but you were the love that made all the other loves irrelevant

i have  what i have  and i am happy i’ve lost what i have lost and i am  still happy

So this lady came in this morning and walked up to the front desk to greet us before gasping loudly and saying “I forgot my dog”

مآ أجمّل أنْ تصمتْ فيْ ؤجهْ منْ ينتظرْ منِك الخِصَام 

“At the end of the day, the only questions I will ask myself are… Did I love enough? Did I laugh enough? Did I make a difference?”

Sometimes I wish I could go back in time, sit down with myself and explain that things were going to be okay, that everybody loses ground sometimes and it doesn’t mean anything. It’s the way life works. This is hard to understand in the moment. You get to thinking about the girl who rejected you, the job you got fired from, the test you failed, and you lose sight of the big picture — the fact that life has a beautiful way of remaking itself every few weeks.

他人の心を、それも大事な相手の心を無意味に傷つけるというのはとても嫌なものだった。

My mission, should I choose to accept it, is to find peace with exactly who and what I am. To take pride in my thoughts, my appearance, my talents, my flaws and to stop this incessant worrying that I can’t be loved as I am.