Colleen Hoover Quotes

The same as real life, there is no happily ever after.

Life can be tough sometimes. But I think it just starts with admitting, 'Okay, the world's not perfect, how do we live our lives within that and not be miserable?'

I have realised that life is never perfect.

A man must take the fat with the lean.

Life is not what it's supposed to be. It's what it is. The way you cope with it is what makes the difference.

Life does not owe me a shred.

We live, not as we wish to, but as we can.

If some longing goes unmet, don't be astonished. We call that Life.

Life is never going to be perfect, as much as we want it to be, and I have to lead by example.

Some days, I'm going to miss shots; some days, I'm not.

You're not always going to have a perfect day. You're not always going to have the day that you envision.

You can't have a pain-free life. It can't all be roses and unicorns.

Things happen in life and you can’t control them. It sucks and you have to move on.

Real life isn't always going to be perfect or go our way, but the recurring acknowledgement of what is working in our lives can help us not only to survive but surmount our difficulties.

You've got to roll with the punches to get to what's real.

No one in the world gets what they want and that is beautiful.

Rain falls on everyone, lightning strikes some. What cannot be changed is best forgotten. God made the world, and He saw that it was good. Not fair. Not happy. Not perfect. Good.

I learned a long time ago life just isn't fair, so you better stop expecting it to be.

Apparently, the world is not a wish granting factory.

Life didn't promise to be wonderful.

Harsh reality is always better than false hope.

It’s as easy as we choose to make it,” he murmured, pressing his forehead to mine. “At least, this decision is. Nothing’s truly easy, Georgina. Love and life . . . they’re wonderful, but they’re hard. We may mess up again. We have to be strong and decide if we can still go forward, even when things aren’t perfect.

The way I look at life, and the way I look at the reality of Parkinson's, is that sometimes it's frustrating and sometimes it's funny. I need to look at it that way, and I think other people will look at it that way.

But what is to be done? Is it possible to infect ourselves on purpose just in order to have the satisfaction of dying beautifully and tranquilly? No! What is to be done? We must live while we are alive, eat dry bread if there is no roast beef, know many women if it is not possible to love a woman, and, in general, we must not dream about orange trees and palms, when under foot are snowdrifts and the cold tundra.

Everything okay?" Cam asked, placing his hand on my lower back. Concern pinched his brows. "Yes." I dropped my cell back into my bag. Everything was okay. Maybe not perfect, but life wasn't meant to be perfect. It was messy and sometimes it was a disaster, but there was beauty in the messiness and there could be peace in the disaster.