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388 pages, Paperback
First published August 3, 2013
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“It’s not our mistakes that define us. It’s the lessons we learn that show our true character.”
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Sometimes you forget how much you love someone, until you realize their smile is like a spotlight shined on your heart.
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“Sometimes letting someone go is the ultimate act of love.”
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"Claire, the love of my life and mother of my child. The owner of my heart and soul and the inspiration for every song I write. If you ever doubt how much I love you, I'll always be there to remind you."
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“There are moments in life, and they happen so infrequently that they tend to really stand out, when life hands you the gift of perspective. Sometimes, we forget to show our appreciation. Sometimes, we get our priorities mixed up. And, sometimes, we forget how far we’ve come. But life always has a way of nudging you to remind you about these important things.”
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It's not the mistakes that define us. It's the lessons we learn that show our true character.
To love is to destroy pain. I love your heart.
Life would be so much easier if we could just paint broad strokes of color over the ugly parts to make them beautiful.
“Love is not black and white. It’s not even gray. Love is every shade of color in the spectrum, changing with every ray of light given and stolen. Sometimes you forget how much you love someone, until you realize their smile is like a spotlight shined on your heart.”
“To love is to destroy pain. I love your heart.”
“Who do you belong to?” he growls as he kisses my neck.
“You,” I breathe, a searing heat building inside me. “I belong to you.”
“It’s not our mistakes that define us. It’s the lessons we learn that show our true character.”
“Where we love is home.”
“In the depths of winter, I discovered in me an invincible summer. That’s you. Thank you for being my invincible summer.”
“Love is not black and white. It’s not even gray. Love is every shade of color in the spectrum, changing with every ray of light given and stolen.”
Closing my eyes, I inhale the crisp, floral scent of her perfume. This is the scent I’ve come to associate with love. Just the idea of having Jackie back in my life again makes my throat ache
Sometimes you forget how much you love someone, until you realize their smile is like a spotlight shined on your heart.
"I want her to be happy, but I want her to be happy with me. But if she can't be happy with me, then I just want her to be happy"
"If there's one thing I've learned recently, it's that sometimes let someone go is the ultimate act of love"
"Claire, the love of my life and mother of my child. The owner of my heart and soul and the inspiration for every song I write. If you ever doubt how much I love you, I'll always be there to remind you."
I never talk about my dad because, as far as I’m concerned, he’s dead. I don’t want to know what kind of man abandons his own child.
I may be the melody of Chris’s soul, but Chris is my harmony. He is the one who fills my heart and soul with peace.
On Children
Kahlil Gibran
Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them,
but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children
as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,
and He bends you with His might
that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies,
so He loves also the bow that is stable.
“Au milieu de l’hiver, j’ai decouvert en moi un invincible ete…. In the depths of winter, I discovered in me an invincible summer. That’s you. Thank you for being my invincible summer.”
“You’re a part of me that I will never forget. I love you so much,” I say as I look her in the eye. “I hope you can feel that and I hope you never forget it.”
“…I have come to know every piece of you and I’ve loved every inch of you. I’ve counted the stars with you and I’ve counted the days, hours, and seconds I was away from you. And after everything we’ve been through, I have no doubt that I will love you, every bit of you, until the day I die. When the skies collapse and the Earth ceases to exist, I will still love you.”
I bring her hand to my lips and she smiles. “To love is to destroy pain. I love your heart.”