The scariest and the most painful thing is to be hated by someone you truly love.
Sometimes living can be hard! But it's only because we're alive that we can make each other laugh, cry, and be happy!
A conscience grows, just like the body. It's bred within your heart. That's why the shape of people's kindness is so different.
My happiness comes from the kindness of those around me.
It's not always easy to see the good in people. In some people, you might even doubt that it's there at all. But if you can somehow, find a way to believe… sometimes that's all it takes to help someone, to give them the strength to find the good in themselves.
I don't think anyone is born with a reason to live. It's something you have to find for yourself.
Being away from everyone else may be lonely, but being away from you will be even lonelier.
As long as you live things will keep happening! As long as you're alive wishes will keep being made!
We're searching for a reason of existence. With our own strength, because maybe the truth is that there's no reason for life from the very beginning. Everyone hopes and tries so hard to find a reason of existence. The reason of birth, of staying with someone, of existence, believing we have to find them all with our own hands. Like finding a place for ourselves in dreams, in jobs, in people. The reasons we conclude may be indefinite and fragile. We may lose it too, but even so, we want a reason. As long as I'm alive, I want it too. If possible, I want to find a reason of existence within a person, within someone.
My mom told me, it's better to trust people than to doubt them. She said that people aren't born with kind hearts. When we're born, all we have are desires for food and material things. Selfish instincts, I guess. But she said that kindness is something that grows inside of each person's body, but it's up to us to nurture that kindness in our hearts. That's why kindness is different for every person.
