I would have you hate me for the rest of my life if it truly made you happy, because to me your happiness is everything. This is true love.

For some, true happiness is found in objects. For the rest, it is found in the happiness of others.

Do you know why I envy a man deamed unatractive by society? Because when he finds love, he knows its not just for looks.

Every tear I hold back is comforted by yours, because your tears give me strength to stay composed. Even in the worst of situations.

We are all leaves. We can choose to stick to the tree and eventually wither and die, or we can break off, have a helluva ride and land somewhere amazing.

Few people can be happy unless they hate some other person, nation, or creed