What others call you, you become. Itās a terrible magic that everyone can do ā so do it. Call yourself what you wish to become.

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What others call you, you become. Itās a terrible magic that everyone can do ā so do it. Call yourself what you wish to become.
So much light, sweet girl, begins in the dark.
Do not ruin today with mourning tomorrow.
But for what itās worth: trust your feelings. I canāt promise that youāll never get hurt again, but I can promise you the risk is worth it.
And, my dear, some words of advice. Courage. Hope. Sacrifice.
Egyptians believe in the power of the sunrise. They believe each morning begins not just a new day, but a new world.
There is much that we must learn to live without, these days.
It was books that made me feel that perhaps I was not completely alone.
If no one in the entire world cared about you, did you really exist at all?
Like it or not, there are times when you need to be alone; times when you need to be lonely; times when you need to need other people.
The world was changing and I, whatever I was, was changing with it.
One can learn from a glance at a personās library, not what they are, but what they wish to be.
Everyone else in the world is sorry. Dare to be something more than that.
Living too much in oneās imagination may be detrimental to oneās health.
Such things happen even though we try to pretend they do not.
I love books where it's always raining. So much like real life.
Whenever I'm with other people, part of me shrinks a little. Only when I am alone can I fully enjoy my own company.