Live in such a way that if someone spoke badly of you, no one would believe it.
Try not to feel jealous about things, or people or places. It’s toxic. Just keep living. You will find your happiness.
We don’t learn to love each other well in the easy moments. Anyone is good company at a cocktail party. But love is born when we misunderstand one another and make it right, when we cry in the kitchen, when we show up uninvited with magazines and granola bars, in an effort to say, I love you.
How beautiful is it that someone could make your heart beat so fast when you don’t want it to beat at all.
You just do it. You force yourself to get up. You force yourself to put one foot before the other, and God damn it, you refuse to let it get to you. You fight. You cry. You curse. Then you go about the business of living. That’s how I’ve done it. There’s no other way.