You forget all of it anyway… You forget who was cool and who was not, who was pretty, smart, athletic, and not… You forget all of them. Even the ones you said you loved, and even the ones you actually did. They’re the last to go. And then once you’ve forgotten enough, you love someone else.
I don’t go looking for trouble. Trouble usually finds me.
It takes much bravery to stand up to our enemies but we need as much bravery to stand up to our friends.
Every minute you spend with someone gives them a part of your life and takes part of theirs.
We’ve all got both light and dark inside us. What matters is the part we choose to act on. That’s who we really are.