“Perhaps we’ll meet again when we’re better for each other.”— Ten Word Poem #6
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“Did I offer peace today? Did I bring a smile to someone’s face? Did I say words of healing? Did I let go of my anger and resentment? Did I forgive? Did I love? These are the real questions. I must trust that the little bit of love that I sow now will bear many fruits, here in this world and the life to come.”
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as you get older, you realize that you’re not always right and there’s so many things you could’ve handled better, so many situations where you could’ve been kinder and all you can really do is forgive yourself and let your mistakes make you a better person.
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“I’m proud of you and I’m with you and you’re really here with me.”— Anne Sexton, from a letter to Alfred Sexton wr. c. October 1963
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“I sit before flowers hoping they will train me in the art of opening up.”— Shane Koyczan, The Student
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“Do you love me enough that I may be weak with you? Everyone loves strength, but do you love me for my weakness? That is the real test.”— Alain de Botton, Essays in Love
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“I end up persuading myself that one cannot talk about people one loves too much.”— Albert Camus, from Youthful Writings; “Reading Notes,” wr. c. 1932
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“Listen, soul. I am afraid. I feel doubt insinuating its way into me.”— Albert Camus, from Youthful Writings; “The Moorish House,” wr. c. 1932
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“I’m choosing happiness over suffering. I know I am. I’m making a space for the unknown future to fill up my life with yet-to-come surprises.”— Elizabeth Gilbert
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