Most of us are so focused on what we don't have that we're blinded to what we do have.
The river of sludge will go on and on. It isn’t about me.
I have been through a lot and have suffered a great deal. But I have had lots of happy moments, as well. Every moment one lives is different from the other. The good, the bad, hardship, the joy, the tragedy, love, and happiness are all interwoven into one single, indescribable whole that is called life. You cannot separate the good from the bad. And perhaps there is no need to do so, either.
We should all do something to right the wrongs that we see and not just complain about them.
Once you can express yourself, you can tell the world what you want from it. All the changes in the world, for good or evil, were first brought about by words.
If you bungle raising your children, I don't think whatever else you do matters very much.
If you want things to be right, you have to do them yourself
I'm surprised you know that," I say quietly, " since you left halfway through my one and only fight. " "It wasn't something I wanted to watch. " he says. What's that supposed to mean?
Nothing impresses the mind with a deeper feeling of loneliness than to tread the silent and deserted scene of former throng and pageant.
You ride one in to the beach, and it's the most amazing thing you've ever felt. But at some point the water goes back out; it has to. And maybe you're lucky-maybe you're both too busy to do anything drastic. Maybe you're good as friends, so you stay. And then something happens-maybe it's something as big as a baby, or as small as him unloading the dishwasher-and the wave comes back in again. And it does that, over and over. I just think sometimes people forget to wait.
Pretend that this is a time of miracles and we believe in them.