When she left me
I stood out in the thunderstorm,
hoping to be destroyed by lightning.
It missed, first left, then right.
— Ted Kooser
Truth doesn’t have to be liked. It only has to be spoken. Speak it out. The truth may hurt you, but it will set you free.
— Amish Tripathi, The Secret of the Nagas
I will come back to you, I swear I will;
And you will know me still.
I shall be only a little taller
Than when I went.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay.