Czasami przebywanie w milczeniu z kimś, pomagało sercu bardziej niż opowiadanie o bólu.

Wydaje mi się, że urodziłem się z dziurą w sercu.
Nie bije jak powinno i nie wiem, czy to czyni go niewartym miłości.
Jaka osoba chciałaby kochać wadliwe serce?
Jaka poświęciłaby czas, aby słuchać bicia czegoś tak zepsutego?
Mam jednak nadzieję, że złamane serca również można pokochać.
Uważam, że te pogruchotane najbardziej zasługują na miłość.

L.

Jeśli uważnie się przyjrzysz, dostrzeżesz jego smutek. Jego oczy. Jego piękne, smutne oczy.

Wcale nie trzeba dużego kręgu osób, by dobrze żyć. Wystarczą te właściwe.

...we're all broken. If you think anyone in this world doesn't have cracks, scars, and a story, then you're not looking close enough. We weren't brought into this world to be perfect; we were brought here to be human. To live. To feel. To hurt. To love. To cry. To exist. And with that, comes a few broken parts. You don't have to be perfect to love or be loved. You just have to be brave enough to show the world your scars and call them beautiful.

Find yourself, lose yourself, then find yourself again. Do some soul searching, Landon. Go deep. Laugh, cry, discover. Do some digging, but don't you dare rush this. (...) go slow.

Grosik za twoje myśli – szepnąłem. – Dwa za twój czas, trzy za serce… – Odetchnąłem głęboko. – Cztery, byś była moja.

- Jak tam dziś twoje serce?
- Wciąż bije.

I love myself when I'm with you. Each day I wake up and think of you, and I know why I'm here. I know why I'm fighting each day when everything feels hopeless. I know what the point is and that scares me. It scares me how much I love myself when I'm with you, because what will happen when you're gone? Will I struggle to get out of bed? Will I struggle to exist in a way that looks normal to others? Will I be okay without you around?

You threw me for a loop. You brought light into a world that I thought would always be encompassed with shadows. You made me wish and hope and dream of a future I never really thought about.
For the first time in my life, I want to live. I want to find a way to feel alive on my own. The way I feel when I'm around you is how I want to feel when I am alone. I want to sit in the darkness and be okay with the sound of my own heartbeats.

-You really want to play with this fire, Shay?
-I'd love to see you try to burn me.

-Some of the best ideas are the bad ones. Obviously neither of us can sleep tonight. What do you have to lose?
-My mind apparently.

She was a vibrant light. She was the sparks that light up the sky. A star.

-It scares me a little. Whatever's happening in my heart when I'm around you... it scares me."
-It scares me too, but I know one thing for certain.
-What's that?
-I am going to love loving you as much as I loved hating you.

Any woman would be lucky to be loved by a heart like yours. Including my granddaughter. You don't see what a gift you are to this world, to the people around you. But we want you in our lives. We need you in our lives. So, please, stop running. Place your feet on the ground and make peace with your demons. Stop fighting them and hold them. You're not broken, you're just complex. And the most beautiful things in the world have the most complex heartbeats.

A penny for your thoughts... a nickel for your time... a quater for your heart... a dollar to make you mine.