Love is a learned behavior. If you don’t learn how to love yourself, someone will teach you how to hate yourself.

Let someone love you just the way you are - As flawed as you might be, as unattractive as you sometimes feel, and as unaccomplished you think you are. To believe that you must hide all the parts of you that are broken, out of fear that someone else is incapable of loving what is less than perfect, is to believe that unlighted is incapable of entering a broken window and illuminating a dark room.

If you don’t like me, someone else will. If you are not missing me, someone else is. If you don’t love me, someone else does.

Everyone, at some point in their lives, wakes up in the middle of the night with the feeling that they are all alone in the world, and that nobody loves them now and that nobody will ever love them, and that they will never have a decent night’s sleep again and will spend their lives wandering blearily around a loveless landscape, hoping desperately that their circumstances will improve, but suspecting, in their heart of hearts, that they will remain unloved forever. The best thing to do in these circumstances is to wake somebody else up, so that they can feel this way, too.

Love cannot live where there is no trust.

The boy never cried again, and he never forgot what he’d learned: that to love is to destroy, and that to be loved is to be the one destroyed.

Someone once said that the moment you stop to think about whether you love someone, you’ve already stopped loving that person forever.