9 Quotes by Swati Avasthi

Maybe one is enough

Sometimes I wonder why words can't actually make us bleed.

I always thought saying sorry was more about alleviating guilt, that apologies were designed for the mouth, not for the ears.

We all screw up. We all wish we were stronger than we are, and not one of us will get through this life without regret.

I don’t have to agree with her to love her.

Words are flowing through my brain like logs down a river.

The damage we do to ourselves, by our own hands, sometimes that’s even worse than what’s been done to us.

Isn’t it too convenient just to forgive yourself, let yourself off the hook? What will keep you from doing it again, then?

The sky is freckled with stars.