“By writing down all the things you’re grateful for, you will feel more positive, stop negative thought patterns and transform your life.”
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“But somewhere, deep inside this wounded soul of mine, it also ignited a little flicker of hope that maybe, just maybe, it wasn’t over for me yet.”
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“Honestly, no wonder men and women have difficulty communicating. Just because a woman says something, it doesn’t mean she actually means it. If that were the case, when a man asks a woman what’s wrong and she says ‘nothing’, she would actually mean nothing, and not, in fact, that she is furious with him for a variety of reasons.”
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“Differences can make or break a marriage. Often the differences you love in the beginning can be the reasons you want to murder them five years later.”
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“I’m grateful for: Being child-free, so I can spend tomorrow busy sleeping until noon.”
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“The Fear paralyses you. It grips you by the throat so you can’t breathe and makes your heart thump loud and fast in your ears. It makes you feel like you’re going to die and part of you wants to. That’s why it’s so horrible. Because after it’s finished beating you up, you beat yourself up even more. It’s your dirty little secret and I’ve kept mine for years.”
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“Sometimes there are advantages to an eight-hour time difference.”
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“Why is it you always bump into someone when you look terrible and never when you’ve had a blow-dry? It’s like some horrible cosmic law.”
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“So what if there are no sparks or butterflies? Sparks and butterflies break your heart and drive you to the edge of insanity. They give you adrenaline-fuelled highs and desperate-on-the-kitchen-floor lows. I’ve never done heroin but often think it must be like that kind of love. It’s an addiction. A craving followed by a fix.”
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“I’m grateful for: My brave and foolish heart, for refusing to settle for anything less.”
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