“Are you the villain everyone says you are?“ “You are always someone's villain, Nore.“
“Are you the villain everyone says you are?“ “You are always someone's villain, Nore.“
I have an idea that this is what enduring love really means. Your memories of a girl at seventeen become as real and vivid as the middle-aged woman sitting in front of you. It is a happy sort of double vision, this seeing and remembering. To be seen this way is to be known.
I don't want you to say anything. I want you to listen. You know, being confident isn't the same as being right.
How can I keep having such a high opinion of all these people around me and such a terrible one of myself?
The angry things people say behind your back and even to your face have more to do with them than the person you are.
Or the truth.
People tried to make sense of tragedy, when the point of tragedy was that it was senseless. Bad things didn't happen for a greater purpose. They just happened.
With the written word, the view is unlimited, our dreams often stirred, our lives influenced by perhaps only one turned page that opens our minds to new possibilities.
Life asked Death, Why do people hate me and love you? Death responded with, Because you're a beautiful lie and I'm a painful truth. - Unknown
Still, it's the type of thing that Stephen King might come up with during breakfast while nibbling on a toasted English muffin.
"The most beautiful things in all the kingdom often have jagged and uneven lines, scars which intensify the beauty in intricate ways our eyes nor our minds can detect or even begin to understand," ... "Without them, they would just be common and ordinary, like all the other smoothly cut diamonds you can find anywhere you look. Beauty, my sweet child, is often broken and barbed, and always unexpected."
Change the way you act to change the way you think; don't try to change the way you think to change the way you act.
I don't have to accept what I'm not happy with. I have the power to change myself and my life and feel happier with who I am.
I often wonder what happened to the polite society that was once America.
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When men fear the loss of what they know, they will follow any tyrant who promises to restore the old order.
How could something so wrong grow out of something that had started out so right?
Instead, it had more to do with the sense that somehow she'd lost sight of the person she'd once meant to be, and she wasn't sure she'd ever have the opportunity to find that person again.
Life was a wheel, its only job was to turn, and it always came back to where it had started.
Because that was then and this is now. Because the past is gone, even though it defines the present.
The good thing about being old is that you don't have to worry about dying young.
There came a time when you realized that moving on was pointless. That you took yourself with you where ever you went.
There are times in our lives when we have to realize our past is precisely what it is, and we cannot change it. But we can change the story we tell ourselves about it, and by doing that, we can change the future.