A relationship would last if both of you are willing not to give up, if both of you is willing to stand up and still try every time one of you or both of you fall. You should not lose hope when you are struck with problems along the way. Give each other hope and hold on as long as you can.
Is anybody satisfied with who they really are? You could be the moon and still be jealous of the stars. You’ve got to learn to swim if you can’t walk on water. So I’m learning to live with me.
The flower that blooms in adversity is the most rare and beautiful of all.
Love is when you find someone you can really be yourself with. That you can share anything with, like a best friend. It’s when you can’t even imagine what your life would be like without that person. When words don’t even come close to how you really feel, and even though it doesn’t make sense to other people, you know you’re meant to be together.
When a man says I cannot, he has made a suggestion to himself. He has weakened his power of accomplishing that which otherwise would have been accomplished.
If you want something you’ve never had, you must be willing to do something you’ve never done.
Do not look back and grieve over the past, for it is gone; and do not be troubled about the future, for it has not yet come. Live in the present, and make it so beautiful that it will be worth remembering
Kalau kau tak sanggup menjadi beringin yang tegak di puncak bukit, jadilah saja belukan, tapi belukan terbaik yang tumbuh di tepi danau. Kalau kau tak sanggup menjadi belukan, jadilah saja rumput, tapi rumput yang memperkuat tanggul pinggiran jalan. Tidak semua jadi kapten, tentu harus ada awak kapalnya. Bukan besar kecilnya tugas yang menjadikan tinggi rendahnya nilai dirimu. Jadilah saja dirimu, sebaik-baiknya dirimu sendiri.
andhinaprimadiari: You can’t change the bad ways people see of you; the gossip & lies they spread about you; the pain that they intend to cause you; the fact that some people make it their mission in life to ruin yours; But what you can do, is turn the other cheeek.. cos’ it’s a waste …
leilockheart: by Victoria Holt