The first person you think of in the morning, or last person you think of at night, is either the cause of your happiness or your pain.

Time is a great healer, but a lousy beautician.

Once broken, a glass will forever have cracks, even if you try to mend it. Same goes for a heart.

One of the symptoms of having a broken-heart is the fact that even ghosts will give up on the hope of scaring you as you have already lived through your worst fear.

The broken will always be able to love harder than most. Once you have been in the dark for a long time, you learn to appreciate anything that shines.