If little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you
Little by little
If suddenly you forget me
Do not look for me
For I shall already have forgotten you
If you think it long and mad the wind of banners that passes through my life
And you decide to leave me at the shore of the heart where I have roots
That on that day, at that hour, I shall lift my arms
And my roots will set off to seek another land”
- Nicole Krauss, The History of Love
- Arthur Conan Doyle
Old loves die hard.
Have a mind that is open to everything and attached to nothing.
You can’t give away what you don’t have.
There are no justified resentments. (let it all go)
Don’t die with your music still in you.
You can’t solve a problem with the same mind that created it.
Treat yourself as if you already are what you would like to become.
Treasure your divinity.
I want a man who’s not afraid to live
A man who’s not too proud to love deeply
A man who never compares me to others
I want a man who really cares
One who is expressive
I want an honest man, a man I can trust
A man who feels comfortable with a strong woman
I’ve yet to find someone like this, but I have so much hope it bursts from me. All in due time. For now, I’m growing and blooming at an incredible rate. And it feels damn good to be free.
- Alan Cohen