One rarely falls in love without being as much attracted to what is interestingly wrong with someone as what is objectively healthy.

Our wounds are often the openings into the best and most beautiful part of us.

When you struggle with your partner, you are struggling with yourself. Every fault you see in them touches a denied weakness in yourself.

When you stop expecting people to be perfect, you can like them for who they are.

A friend is someone whose face you can see in the dark.

The quickest way to rectify that mistake (choosing the wrong person) is by learning from that, moving on, and choosing much more wisely in the future.

Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike.