Jenny Han Quotes

He cried that night for all that he had lost, but he would say it taught him a valuable lesson: that holding on to things "will only break your heart.

Everything we love goes. So to be able to grieve that loss, to let go, to have that grief be absolutely full, is the only way to have our heart be full and open.

Come not, when I am dead, To drop thy foolish tears upon my grave, To trample round my fallen head, And vex the unhappy dust thou wouldst not save. There let the wind sweep and the plover cry; But thou, go by. Child, if it were thine error or thy crime I care no longer, being all unblest; Wed whom thou wilt, but I am sick of Time, And I desire to rest. Pass on, weak heart, and leave me where I lie: Go by, go by.

Forgiveness has its comforts, but it can never give you back what you've lost.

Since grief only aggravates your loss, grieve not for what is past.

Do i really want him dead? What i want... what i want is to have him back.

For the first time I was learning how much easier it was to leave than to stay behind and love.

I know you loved her, but it's okay to let it go now. You know that, don't you? You've got to be able to let it go.

It is never good dwelling on good-byes ... it is not the being together that it prolongs, it is the parting.

So goodbye, I'll be leaving, I see no sense in this crying and grieving. We'll both live a lot longer, if you live without me.

You learn to move on without the people you love.

In love, you pay as you leave.

You'll find it-when you try to die- The Easier to let go- For recollecting such as went- You could not spare-you know.

You who have inhabited me in the deepest and most broken place, are going, going

Everything I loved became everything I've lost.

Holding onto something that's gone only makes a sickness inside.

And I began to let him go. Hour by hour. Days into months. It was a physical sensation, like letting out the string of a kite. Except that the string was coming from my center.

I am sorry," I whispered. "I am sorry for all of the ways that I failed you. I am sorry that I was not there to save you, or to die alongside you. I am sorry that I have kept you with me for so long, trapped in my heart, bound in sorrow and remorse. I forgive you too. I forgive you for leaving me, and I forgive you for returning. I forgive you your anger, and your grief. Let this be an end to it.

Who has choices need not choose. We must, who have none. We can love but what we lose-- What is gone is gone.

No one teaches you how to do this. How do you let go of someone who you love so much?

Don't be sorry you loved him. That's part of you, part you have to let go.

In that last dance of chances I shall partner you no more. I shall watch another turn you As you move across the floor. In that last dance of chances When I bid your life goodbye I will hope she treats you kindly. I will hope you learn to fly. In that last dance of chances When I know you'll not be mine I will let you go with longing And the hope that you'll be fine. In that last dance of chances We shall know each other's minds. We shall part with our regrets When the tie no longer binds.

It's hard to let go anything we love. We live in a world which teaches us to clutch. But when we clutch we're left with a fistful of ashes.

And no. I must not go on thinking. For the pain will never go away. You just go on and live. In the dust of desertion. Still falling where last I loved.