Men outlive their love$$$ but they don't outlive the consequences of their recklessness.

What we call our despair is often only the painful eagerness of unfed hope.

At least once a day$$$ allow yourself the freedom to think and dream for yourself.

your problem is that you wanna better word for world.

You don't have to be afraid of looking into my face. We've done nothing to each other that time will not erase.

May your heart always be joyful. May your song always be sung.

I want to suffer so that I may love.

Man grows used to everything.

He who is contented is rich.

But how could you live and have no story to tell?