Write with Pride

“I like living. I have sometimes been wildly, despairingly, acutely miserable, racked with sorrow; but through it all I still know quite certainly that just to be alive is a grand thing.”

“Most people do not listen with the intent to understand; they listen with the intent to reply.”

“Breathe. You’re a mess. You don’t know what you want for dinner tonight and you don’t know who you are sometimes. It’s okay to lose yourself. It’s okay to be lost. Breathe.”

“It’s all messy: the hair, the bed, the words, the heart. Life.”

“She is something new, something hopeful. Like spring to my deep winter.”

You cannot make everyone think and feel as deeply as you do. This is your tragedy … because you understand them, and they do not understand you.