I am beginning to measure myself in strength, not pounds. Sometimes in smiles.

There is no magic cure, no making it all go away forever. There are only small steps upward; an easier day, an unexpected laugh, a mirror that doesn't matter anymore.

I used to be self conscious about my height, but then I thought, fuck that, I'm Harry Potter.

for once, you believed in yourself. you believed you were beautiful and so did the rest of the world.

You will act like the sort of person you conceive yourself to be.

That's what real love amounts to - letting a person be what he really is. Most people love you for who you pretend to be. To keep their love, you keep pretending - performing. You get to love your pretence. It's true, we're locked in an image, an act - and the sad thing is, people get so used to their image, they grow attached to their masks. They love their chains. They forget all about who they really are. And if you try to remind them, they hate you for it, they feel like you're trying to steal their most precious possession.