When writers die, they become books, which is, after all, not too bad an incarnation. — Jorge Luis Borges
You don’t get to choose how you’re going to die. Or when. You can only decide how you’re going to live. Now. — Joan Baez
Love me or hate me, but spare me your indifference. — Libbie Fudim
When friends are so close they’re blood, you don’t need anything but a request to walk into a sword with your head held high. — Spirit’s End by Rachel Aaron
A friend is someone who knows the song in your heart and can sing it back to you when you have forgotten the words. (Donna Roberts)
Not my circus, not my monkeys. (Polish Proverb)
When life knocks you down… Calmly get back up, smile, and very politely say, “You hit like a bitch.” Have a source for this quote? Hit me up.