Hearts aren't handcuffs and people aren't prisons. When you feel it's time for you to leave, you leave. You neither need to wait to be released, nor ask for permission.

Some people are magic, and others are just the illusion of it.

I don't like going away from my children.

It is amazing how nice people are to you when they know you're going away.

For me, going away to work is the hardest part of my life and career.

In the night, I am kept awake by the endless chatter of my inner self. I hear it speak softly of old hurts and fondly of past loves, while its demands and anxieties resound throughout me in multitudes.
I could be calm and composed all day long, but the moment it is dark, my mind riots.