“Each day means a new twenty-four hours. Each day means everything's possible again. You live in the moment, you take it all one day at a time [...] You try to walk in the light”
― Marie Lu
That's the thing about depression: A human being can survive almost anything, as long as she sees the end in sight. But depression is so insidious, and it compounds daily, that it's impossible to ever see the end. The fog is like a cage without a key.
Elizabeth Wurtzel
“Each day means a new twenty-four hours. Each day means everything's possible again. You live in the moment, you take it all one day at a time [...] You try to walk in the light”
― Marie Lu
“6 pm isn’t closer to noon than 6 am in reality, but mentally the difference is like night and day.”
― Jarod Kintz
“Start shaping your own day. Start walking your own walk. This journey is yours, take charge of it. Stop giving other people the power to shape your life.”
― Steve Maraboli, Unapologetically You: Reflections on Life and the Human Experience
“You should have taken me with you," I whisper to him. Then I lean my head against his and begin to cry. In my mind, I make a silent promise to my brother's killer.
I will hunt you down. I will scour the streets of Los Angeles for you. Search every street in the Republic if I have to. I will trick you and deceive you, lie, cheat and steal to find you, tempt you out of your hiding place, and chase you until you have nowhere else to run. I make you this promise: your life is mine.”
― Marie Lu, Legend
Don’t think of cost. Think of value.
“Carpe diem.Seize the day, boys.
Make your lives extraordinary”
― John Keating
Never do something permanently foolish just because you are temporarily upset.
A bone to the dog is not charity. Charity is the bone shared with the dog, when you are just as hungry as the dog.”
― Jack London
“Will," she said softly, sleepily. "Last night--" You were kind to me, she was going to say. Thank you.
The glare from his blue eyes stabbed through her. "There was no last night," he said through his teeth.
At that, she sat up straight, almost awake. "Oh, truly? We just went right from one afternoon on through till the next morning? How odd no one else remarked on it. I should think it some miracle, a day with no night--”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince