The world doesn’t owe you anything. You have to work for everything you get and you have to appreciate every bit of success the world gives you.

I think that the idea of finding another person to share your life with is the most fascinating, beautiful quest you could ever be on in life. And yes, living your dreams is so important too, and a lot of times I’ve put that before everything else. But then you get to a place where the whole time you’re living these dreams, you look beside you to say to someone, “Hey, isn’t this so much fun?” And if there’s no one there to say it to, what’s the point?

You are the only one who gets to decide what you will be remembered for.

We are never out of the woods, because we are always going to be fighting for something.

Our birthday is celebrated every year to commemorate the very first instant we came into the world, and a funeral is held to mark the day we leave it. But lately I’ve been wondering… what can be said of all the moments in between our birth and our death? The moments when we are reborn…

I approach love differently now that I know it's hard for it to work out.

I believe when it comes to love, there's something intangible about who we are attracted to, and I don't think I have a pattern.

I haven't had that one great love, which is good. I don't want that to be in the past - I want it to be in the future.

When you are missing someone, time seems to move slower, and when I'm falling in love with someone, time seems to be moving faster.