Sometimes, though, we let ourselves get so used to being 'fine' that we lose track of how 'not fine' we are.

But there was a difference between being stuck and choosing to stay. Between being found and finding yourself.

Love doesn't come with an on-off switch. It's made of too many threads of memory and hope and heartache that weave themselves into the very core of who you are.

We've lost a lot of years, but you can't lose love. Not real love. It stays locked inside you, ready for whenever you are strong enough to find it again.

It doesn't matter how great your shoes are if you don't accomplish anything in them.

Is there a reason you look like you want to murder me?"
"Not particularly. You have that effect on people.