I am defined by my career. I am defined by my employer. I am a dancer, dreamer, writer. I am nothing at all.
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Quotes tagged ‘Quote of the Moment’
In one moment I was feeling everything and I was feeling nothing.
Whenever she smiled at me Heaven blew in.
I gave up nice a long time ago. Nice did me no good as a woman. Niceness is a lie they teach you to keep you sweet and compliant while you’re screaming inside. You know what I picked instead? Kindness. I chose to be kind. Kind means I respect your boundaries and you respect mine.
You can’t go into the world with a stencil of what you want and then think less of people because they’re just doing their own thing.
Half the work of getting over anything is shining a light in the closet and realizing there aren't any monsters inside.
Let go when you’re hurting too much. Give up when love isn’t enough. Move on when your gut tells you to. Remember that you have been given this one gorgeous, sparkling, comet-of-a-life and you are free and entitled to choose how to spend it. Don’t wait around for a permission slip, better timing, or…
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
It’s my house and you will get kicked out if you smash my windows, and you also don’t get to track mud all over my floors or change my radio station.
Write like you talk. I personally like that, and that’s why I think everyone has a book in them, because everyone has had things happen to them. Don’t be fancy if that’s not who you are. Don’t worry about that. I just put in my inner monologue in and then I’d just sort of keep it and it kind of work…
i am not a hotel room i am home i am not the whiskey you want i am the water you need don’t come here with expectations and try to make a vacation out of me.
The truth about the women who are forced to play these interesting chapters is that they are doing so in the memoirs of men who never deserved them. That the really good story, the story worth telling, has been theirs all along.
Look, we can’t all be Joan Didion.
I woke up on the morning of my 25th birthday and realized that at some point, when I hadn’t been paying attention, happiness had unpacked its bags and decided to stay. And there wasn’t a boring thing about it.
When you stop telling yourself that you’re someone who just doesn’t get to be happy, it stops being the truth.
When you’re being honest, you can never completely murder your life. Lies kill but telling the truth, well, you might just survive.
The reality is even things that you love, that you’re hungry for and passionate about, will occasionally be things you don’t want to do.
The lie we tell people, especially artists, is that because you’re doing something you love, you should be grateful for every GLORIOUS moment. That’s…just…not how life works?
Find someone who loves you for belonging to yourself first.
I'm addicted to your light.