I'm a biologist. At my core, I'm a naturalist.
The longer you're with the wrong person, you could be completely overlooking the chance to meet the right person.
There are two ways you can go with pain: You can let it destroy you or you can use it as fuel to drive you.
Feel good about being someone who loves selflessly. I think someday you’ll find someone who loves you the exact same way.
In life and love, you learn that there comes a time to let go and move on.
Let go of people who bring you down, and surround yourself with those who bring out the best in you.
It’s okay to wonder how you could try so hard and still get stomped all over. Just don’t let them change you.
It would seem to me. . . an offense against nature, for us to come on the same scene endowed as we are with the curiosity, filled to overbrimming as we are with questions, and naturally talented as we are for the asking of clear questions, and then for us to do nothing about, or worse, to try to suppress the questions.
With the benefit of hindsight, the content of that letter has bothered me since her death.
. . . the moron who thought love was forever.
I don't want to go on much longer, really. I think that would suggest a lack of imagination. A certain lack of dignity also.