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Now let the night be dark for all of me / Let the night be too dark for me to see / Into the future. Let what will be, be."
"Because fighting with them is futile. There's no convincing them of anything. Their worlds are so small, and that's all they know.
"Braveness isn't always loud. Sometimes it's silent. There's braveness in sacrifice and kindness. It's in doing a thing that needs to be done, even though it's hard, and even though it hurts."
To think that you endure people who treat you with no respect just to be noble."
"You excuse everyone for treating you the way they do, did you know that?"
Because there are reasons, valid reasons, and I'm not so self-important as to think that I'm above their feelings."
You are loved and cared for, with or without me. So please, don't break or bend. Don't crumble and fall. Stand up tall and face the sun and remember me."
Life is short, so short, so precious, every minute, every day. Don't let the people you love, the people who make you happy, the people who bring you joy — don't let them go. Hang on to them, even when it hurts. When it seems impossible. Hold on to the things that breathe life into you. Listen to your soul and honor what it tells you. Live. Fight for what you love. Because one day, you'll be where I am, and in that moment I want you to look back gladly, with no regrets."
And when our walk is done, The miles behind us, A trail of footprints Converging, parting; When we look behind us At all that has passed, The ones we love, What we leave behind, What we cherish, Is what makes our lives Worth living.
I contain multitudes,
Why did you take without giving? And why do you presume to know what I feel, what I think? No one cares to ever ask me anything, you all assume and push and take until there's nothing left."
The whys tormented me, all the whys I'd pointed at everyone else like weapons, holding them in front of me for protection when I should have turned the barbs back on myself.
Why do I destroy the things I love?" "Because you don't know how to give or receive love anymore.
There is no length to love; it's infinite. It lives in you always. Hold on to it." "But it hurts," she sobbed. "That's how you know it was real."
With every end Comes a beginning, A new path forged Through the pain Of an end Giving life, Giving breath That once caught cannot be lost. -M. White Otherwise known as Elliot Marie Winters
