We lose ourselves in things we love. We find ourselves there, too.

A person learns how to love himself through the simple acts of loving and being loved by someone else.

I wanted nothing more than to feel something, but I didn’t know how to deal with what came after the feeling.

I think we end up liking people because of their good traits. Sometimes we end up loving them because of their flaws.

Try to be a rainbow in someone else’s cloud.

Allow yourself to be a beginner. No one starts off being excellent.

There are two people you’ll meet in your life. One will run a finger down the index of who you are and jump straight to the parts of you that pique their interest. The other will take his or her time reading through every one of your chapters and maybe fold corners of you that inspired them most. You will meet these two people; it is a given. It is the third that you’ll never see coming. That one person who not only finishes your sentences, but keeps the book.