All that anger, all that rage… Born of a fervent desire to protect that which we hold most dear.

Do not seek forgiveness, for it will not ease the burden. It weighs as it should.

Do not seek forgiveness, for it will not ease the burden. It weighs as it should.

philautia self-love and self-compassion; when one loves oneself, their capacity to love others is increased

Sometimes I’m overwhelmed with the insatiable desire to learn. I want to better myself, not for fame or recognition or power. I just want to understand.

It’s never too late to turn back. You are still a good person. You can still be... a good person…

It will not be easy to revisit the past, but sometimes one must look back to see the way forward.

Seek Salvation by your own hands. Though the losses be grave... Endure them. Though the victories be hollow... Claim them.

You’re always waiting for something to start. Why is that? Is it because you’re really waiting? Or are you afraid of what happens when you finally go through those doors?

If you don’t have time to do it right, when will you have time to do it over?

Don't accept it just because you're used to it.

Listen to my voice. Listen to our heartbeat. Listen… I forgive you. I forgive you. I forgive you…

But I suppose... people yearn to trust others. And to be trusted in return. Maybe that’s all anyone really needs.

No, the fact is, I’m nothing like them, and maybe I never will be, but I’ll be damned if I don’t try.

belgard a loving look; an amorous gaze

it's harder than it should be to admit, but what you really want is love. that's what your story is all about - not just the act of loving, but the allowance of it. the confession that you do not want to fight or bleed or save the world, but to simply feel the way two hands fit so easily together.

To take what steps we may, and thus mark the road for those who would follow. To strive for the best of all futures... Be this not also thy purpose?!

Do not fear difficulty. Hard ground makes stronger roots.

In our darkest hour, in the blackest night… think of me… and I will be with you. Always. For where else could I go? Who else could I love but you?

It’s never too late to turn back. You are still a good person. You can still be... a good person…

Let me guess: you’re hung-up about being the weak, useless nobody, so you try to make us feel better to make up for how you feel about yourself, right? Well, I’m impressed. Constantly watching out for your friends like that, it takes something special.

God may judge you but his sins outnumber your own.

We were like gods at the dawning of the world, and our joy was so bright we could see nothing else but the other.

We cannot save everyone, can we. Sometimes, it is all we can do to save ourselves.

It took a long time for you to learn how to be a person, after having been forced to be someone else.

I have love in me the likes of which you can scarcely imagine and rage the likes of which you would not believe. If I cannot satisfy one, I will indulge the other.

Being "manly" is convenient wording. Declaring a man should act a certain way denies him of having his own personality.

My loneliness ineffable, my pain beyond compare Yet I am not afforded time to wallow in despair For a king must not avert his eyes from what's ahead He must continue walking down the path he's born to tread

Your handwriting. The way you walk. Which china pattern you choose. It's all giving you away. Everything you do shows your hand. Everything is a self-portrait. Everything is a diary.

May the bridges I burn light the way.

He is half of my soul, as the poets say.

Nobody can live his life without botherin’ somebody else. All we can do is try to get along…

nothing is real go let love destroy you

I have love in me the likes of which you can scarcely imagine and rage the likes of which you would not believe. If I cannot satisfy one, I will indulge the other.

Your whole life has been one of regret, but it can end better than it began.

May the bridges I burn light the way.

I used to rebel by destroying myself, but realized that’s awfully convenient to the world. For some of us, our best revolt is self preservation.

There’s a weight on your back. No one put it there, but you bear it nonetheless. What happens if you let it fall? Are you afraid of what you’ll be without the cross to bear? Roll your shoulders. Let yourself be light. Self-sacrifice isn’t a prerequisite for existing.

You can lie down for people to walk on you and they will still complain that you're not flat enough.

Your whole life has been one of regret, but it can end better than it began.

redamancy the act of loving the one who loves you; a love returned in full

In our darkest hour, in the blackest night… think of me… and I will be with you. Always. For where else could I go? Who else could I love but you?

agape selfless love; to extend love to all people; universal loving kindness

You live inside me, the same way I live inside you. A moebius strip, a snake always swallowing its own tail. Mutually assured destruction, maybe, or mutual deification. Mutual consumption. I will be the house that holds every part of you.

As long as you live, you can always rebuild. It’s never too late.

"When something gets broken, it can be fixed," he stretched out his arm again. "Good as new." "Maybe not good as new," I said. "but good anyway."

For everyone strives to keep his individuality as apart as possible, wishes to secure the greatest possible fullness of life for himself; but meantime all his efforts result not in attaining fullness, for instead of self-realisation he ends by arriving at complete solitude.

Off my chair, jester. The king sits there.

Listen to my voice. Listen to our heartbeat. Listen… I forgive you. I forgive you. I forgive you…

Don't accept it just because you're used to it.