Eleanor was right. She never looked nice. She looked like art, and art wasn't supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make you feel something.
Rainbow Rowell, Eleanor & Park
I know what it is to live entirely for and with what I love best on earth. I hold myself supremely blest -- blest beyond what language can express; because I am my husband's life as fully as he is mine.
Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre
I've never gained self esteem from scrutinizing another woman. Ever. It doesn't equate nor make sense.
Meditate tonight. Don't wait until you feel like it. If you've been waiting for a sign, this is it.
It is a common experience that a problem difficult at night is resolved in the morning after the committee of sleep has worked on it
Do not mistake the body for the soul. One you'll have forever, the other you'll let go.