“ This is a dream of many people: unconditional love. There is no such thing - in every relationship, there are conditions. ”
I'm not crying because of you; you're not worth it. I'm crying because my delusion of who you were was shattered by the truth of who you are.
When you love someone, it is a privilege to do something for them. Service is a poor substitute for love
I guess that's just part of loving people: You have to give things up. Sometimes you even have to give them up.