But I didn’t regret it. I never regretted it, not for one second. How do you regret one of the best nights of your life? You don’t. You remember every word, every look. Even when it hurts, you still remember.
Solitude is the profoundest fact of the human condition. Man is the only being who knows he is alone.
Sometimes, you feel the most alone when you look around and see yourself surrounded by people. Sometimes, the people around you simply can’t understand what you go through.
Distance works in 2 ways, like the wind for a fire: If it’s a small fire, the wind kills it. If it’s a strong fire, it intensifies it.
You should always, alone, be enough. No one can ever be your everything.
Because when they leave… they then take it all.
And leave you empty.
There are these two young fish swimming along and they happen to meet an older fish swimming the other way, who nods at them and says “Morning, boys. How’s the water?” And the two young fish swim on for a bit, and then eventually one of them looks over at the other and goes “What the hell is water?”
Sometimes, I feel more connected with strangers from across the world than I do with most of my friends in real life.
Sometimes one feels freer speaking to a stranger than to people one knows. Probably because a stranger sees us the way we are, not as he wishes to think we are.
I can choose to sit in perpetual sadness, immobilized by the gravity of my loss, or I can choose to rise from the pain and treasure the most precious gift I have – life itself.
Today I’m going to make yesterday jealous.