The World is Made of Words

What is not started today is never finished tomorrow.

Do what you feel in your heart is right. You’ll be criticized anyway.

How people treat you is their karma; how you react is yours.

Each day comes bearing it’s own gifts. Untie the ribbon.

And now let us welcome the new year – full of things that have never been.

Grief is just love squaring up to the oldest enemy. And after all these mortal human years love is up to the challenge.

Put your ear down close to your soul and listen hard.

I have a strong feeling that the opposite of love is not hate, it’s apathy – it’s not giving a damn.

You must want to spend the rest of your life with yourself first.

She remembered thinking falling for him would be like falling in love with darkness, but now she imagined he was more like a starry night: the constellations were always there, constant, magnificent guides against the ever-present black.

Let it hurt. Let it bleed. Let it heal. And let it go.

Sometimes skulls are thick. Sometimes hearts are vacant. Sometimes words don’t work.