The only real battle in life is between hanging on and letting go.

If you spend your time hoping someone will suffer the consequences for what they did to your heart, then you're allowing them to hurt you a second time in your mind.

I love you. I hate you. I like you. I hate you. I love you. I think you’re stupid. I think you’re a loser. I think you’re wonderful. I want to be with you. I don’t want to be with you. I would never date you. I hate you. I love you…..I think the madness started the moment we met and you shook my hand. Did you have a disease or something?

Sometimes, God doesn’t send you into a battle to win it; he sends you to end it.

You will never accept gratitude as a solution to your problems, until you have reached the last stage of grief--acceptance.

If your love for another person doesn’t include loving yourself then your love is incomplete.

When the rush of the weak sweeps over those that strive to be strong, its destruction. The commonplaces of moral judgment become fogged with the lack of perception stained with the sting of longing. The voice of reason is lost in the envious echoes of hearts torn by battle. The song of our children echo the misfortune of their parent's haze---we all started out small and had dreams to become something more than what we were.

If there was any great lesson in life it was this: No battle was ever won with silence.

Sometimes the reason God doesn't show up to win your battles is because he already put inside of you the power to end it.