Sometimes I didn't think the world was worth it. Saving. Sometimes I didn't think I was worth it either.
From time to time, in the moments when you need it most, God will speak to you to remind you of your beauty.
You're rarer than a can of Dandelion & Burdock and those other girls are just post-mix lemonade
Our true worth lies in our character, not in our accomplishments
There is no such thing as some people being 'a few chosen ones' on earth. We were all specially created by God to live happily and prosperously. So please stop downgrading your God's given potential.
The truth is beautiful, like you. The truth is you have been made perfect and are wholly loved. Chosen simply because you breathe, because you exist, because of who created you.
You cannot ask someone to like you or love you more than you like or love yourself. YOU have to set the standard.
It hurts when you realize you aren't as important to someone as you thought you were. Deep inside where nothing's fine, I've lost my mind.
For if you do not wish to be 'just a number' then do not measure yourself accordingly. Bank statements and scales are instruments employed by society that confine you to a limited summation of...
A few things to remember: You are beautiful, just as you are. You are as worthy as anyone who has ever lived. Your voice doesn't just matter but is needed. Your love makes a profound difference. Your...
"Insults are only really effective," she said, "when the person insulted cares for the good opinion of the insulter."
If you feel your value lies in being merely decorative, I fear that someday you might find yourself believing that's all that you really are. Time erodes all such beauty, but what it cannot diminish...
You can't own a human being. You can't lose what you don't own. Suppose you did own him. Could you really love somebody who was absolutely nobody without you? You really want somebody like that?...
Why do we want other people to like us, even if we don't really care about them all that much?
I don't want to see anyone. I lie in the bedroom with the curtains drawn and nothingness washing over me like a sluggish wave. Whatever is happening to me is my own fault. I have done something wrong,...
The Red Lion was a four-ale bar with a handful of lowbrowed sons of toil who looked as though they...
What could you do? Major Major asked himself again. What could you do with a man who looked you...
If I turned towards books, it was because they were the only sanctuary I knew, one I needed in order...
We all had to pay, but not for the crimes we were accused of. There were other scores to settle.
Hope for some means its loss for others; when the hopeless regain some hope, those in power--the...
Why are they going to disappear him? I don't know. It doesn't make sense. It isn't even good...
Keep in mind that when we talk of a great painting we are not really talking about anything great....
It isn't even good grammar. What the hell does it mean when they disappear somebody?
Read me back the last line. 'Read me back the last line,' read back the corporal who could take...
