“The secret of happiness is not in doing what one likes but in liking what one does.”

“God gave us our memories so that we might have roses in December.”

“The secret of happiness is not in doing what one likes but in liking what one does.”

“The heart was made to be broken.”

“He does something to me, that boy. Every time. Its his only detriment. He steps on my heart. He makes me cry.”

“Was it hard?" I ask.Letting go?"Not as hard as holding on to something that wasn't real.”