Life does not consist mainly, or even largely, of facts or happenings. It consist mainly of the storm of thoughts that is forever flowing through one’s head.
— Mark Twain
Though I may seem at times somewhat distant from you, through the gray mist of my own moods, I am never far; my thoughts always circle around you.
— Friedrich Nietzsche
You are allowed to be alive. You are allowed to be somebody different. You are allowed to not say goodbye to anybody or explain a single thing to anyone, ever.
— Augusten Burroughs
Water does not resist. Water flows. When you plunge your hand into it, all you feel is a caress. Water is not a solid wall, it will not stop you. But water always goes where it wants to go, and nothing in the end can stand against it. Water is patient. Dripping water wears away a stone. Remember that, my child. Remember you are half water. If you can’t go through an obstacle, go around it. Water does.
— Margaret Atwood, The Penelopiad
I often wonder
if I ever cross your mind
around the same time
you’re crossing mine
and if we just keep
missing each other
on the way out.
Life is a train of moods like a string of beads; and as we pass through them they prove to be many colored lenses, which paint the world their own hue, and each shows us only what lies in its own focus.
— Ralph Waldo Emerson
This was love: a string of coincidences that gathered significance and became miracles.
— Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, Half of a Yellow Sun
The greatest pleasure in life is doing what people say you cannot do.
The reason we struggle with insecurity is because we compare our behind-the-scenes with everyone else’s highlight reel.
You have to believe. Otherwise, it will never happen.