“And then ‘You?’ She had always called me ‘you’. ‘Is that you?’ on the telephone, ‘Can you? Will you? Do you?’ so that I imagined, like a fool, for a few minutes at a time, there was only one ‘you’ in the world and that was me.”
-The End of The Affair by Graham Greene
Anonymous:
How can make my self happy
Immerse yourself in things that you know will please you and distract yourself from sorrow and pain. Do fun things, even if it’s by yourself, such as watching ridiculous television or your favorite movies. Spend time with the ones who are capable of putting a smile on your face and who allow you to forget your troubles. Eat delicious food and keep yourself busy. Don’t think too much—for I have learned that overthinking tends to be all of our worse enemies. Listen to the songs on your “Most Played” list and sing/dance your heart out. Try releasing your negative emotions through other mediums, such as writing, screaming into pillows, or crying until you no longer want to. Read a good book, a book that helps you delve into another world and stay there even when the pages run out. Reminisce upon the better times of your life and have hope that moments like that can and will return. And most importantly, stop allowing yourself to be sad. Let go of the things that are hurting you and focus on all the positives in your life. Change your wrongs into rights and remember that you yourself are worthy of happiness and are worthy of a better life. Start from within and see where it goes. And if you need someone to help you, I’m always here.
Sometimes love isn’t enough. It can be the greatest love, a beautiful love, a perfect love, yet even then, things don’t have to work out. Life comes in the way and tears everything apart. They say that love is everything. But even love can’t stop life from happening.
My eyes tell me to close but my mind continues to think. My heart tries to speak, only to get lost in all the whispers. We run, we hide, we’re all fearing the same thing. I laugh, I smile, acting as if it will be okay. Glass shatters, screams echo, and then there’s silence in our ears. I ask myself, “What’s the purpose?” but then I see your smile and pretend to forget, once again.
People, even more than things, have to be restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed and redeemed; never throw out anyone. Remember, if you ever need a helping hand, you’ll find one at the end of each of your arms. As you grow older, you will discover that you have two hands, one for helping yourself, the other for helping others. The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman must be seen from in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mode but the true beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It is the caring that she lovingly gives the passion that she shows. The beauty of a woman grows with the passing years.
Audrey Hepburn