Is it okay for me to be…just myself?

Jealousy is an ugly emotion, but it tells the truth. You mostly envy those who have what you desire.

The ticket to the future is always open.

If you want to know who you are, you have to look at your real self and acknowledge what you see.

My course of action depends on me.

Insecure people only eclipse your sun because they’re jealous of your daylight and tired of their dark, starless nights.

Don’t underestimate me! I don’t quit and I don’t run.

As long as you live things will keep happening! As long as you’re alive wishes will keep being made!

Jealous persons are always in search of imaginary slights, which they magnify into crimes.

I care more about others than I do myself, and I won’t let anyone hurt them.

I want to believe that memories, even sad and painful ones, should not be forgotten forever.

As iron is eaten by rust, so are the envious consumed by envy.

If comrades that you trust gather around you, hope can take physical form and become visible. That’s what I believe.

When you’re old, all you want to do is stare at the scenery. It’s so strange. I’ve never felt so peaceful before.

Even if people pretend that they’re OK with it, jealousy can eat people alive.

It is only through the eyes of others that our lives have any meaning.