Top 20 Quotes & Sayings by Veronica Rossi

Try to sleep. Tomorrow’s coming, whether we worry about it or not.

There is no way forward that isn’t through pain.

We all have the potential to do terrible things. But we also have the potential to overcome our mistakes.

How do you restart something that had never been turned off?

Fear is dangerous. It sparks violence much faster than anger.

People are imperfect, but that doesn’t mean they spoil like milk.

In the afternoon, they stopped to eat on a rocky outcrop. Perry brushed a kiss on her cheek while she was chewing, and she learned that it was the loveliest thing to be kissed for no reason, even while chewing food. It brightened the woods, and the never sky, and everything.

Everyone feels lost and low. It's how a person acts that makes them different.

A good dream was something you clung to until the last moment before waking.

If there was no fear, how could there be comfort? Or courage?

An oath is a promise-and a promise can be made regardless of feeling.

People who try to be nice are false. They're liars. You should never force your behavior to be a certain way. You should just be. Maybe it's not going to be nice, but at least it'll be honest.

The more I try to catch up, the farther I fall behind.

Because people are more than emotions. People have thoughts and reasons for doing things.

People can be cruelest to those they love.

We have to tell each other the little things, the bad things. Maybe they’ll hurt for a while, but at least they won’t become big things. If we don’t, we’re just going to keep hurting each other. And I don’t want to do that anymore.

You can't be miserable when you're running. It's such a simple and pure way to feel alive.

Love was like the waves in the sea, gentle and good sometimes, rough and terrible at others, but that it was endless and stronger than the sky and earth and everything in between.

There was nothing more painful than hurting someone you loved.

And it's always better, isn't it, when you discover answers on your own?