a few keepers
I’d rather be hated for who I am than loved for who I’m not.
Give it all you’ve got because you never know if there’s going to be a next time.
I do not have superior intelligence or faultless looks. I do not captivate a room or run a mile under six minutes. I only succeeded because I was still working after everyone else went to sleep.
High School is like a spork: it’s a crappy spoon and a crappy fork, so in the end it’s just plain useless.
Women wish to be loved not because they are pretty, or good, or well bred, or graceful, or intelligent, but because they are themselves.
Henri Frederic Amiel