We're each given one life, and it's our job to make it useful, beautiful, and fulfilling. There is no value in suffering through it, doing something we hate. There's no prize at the end for that kind of endurance. Just a spent life.
What is childhood without stories? And how will children fall in love with stories without bookstores? You can't get that from a computer. - Sarah Jio
What is childhood without stories? And how will children fall in love with stories without bookstores? You can't get that from a computer.
- Sarah Jio
I'm no longer willing to let myself down. - Sarah Jio
I'm no longer willing to let myself down.
The definition of a true friend is not someone who swoops in when you're going through a rough patch. True friendship is when someone can appreciate … - Sarah Jio
The definition of a true friend is not someone who swoops in when you're going through a rough patch. True friendship is when someone can appreciate …
We're each given one life, and it's our job to make it useful, beautiful, and fulfilling. There is no value in suffering through it, doing something … - Sarah Jio
We're each given one life, and it's our job to make it useful, beautiful, and fulfilling. There is no value in suffering through it, doing something …
The stars have their own language, you know. If you're careful, you can learn it. - Sarah Jio
The stars have their own language, you know. If you're careful, you can learn it.
People are much like those stars up there. Some burn faintly for millions of years, barely visible to us on earth. They're there, but you'd hardly kn… - Sarah Jio
People are much like those stars up there. Some burn faintly for millions of years, barely visible to us on earth. They're there, but you'd hardly kn…
Marriage, my dear, is not suicide. - Sarah Jio
Marriage, my dear, is not suicide.
You know, things fall apart. You grieve. And then you sit around and wait for things to somehow get perfect again. But they don’t. They never can. Th… - Sarah Jio
You know, things fall apart. You grieve. And then you sit around and wait for things to somehow get perfect again. But they don’t. They never can. Th…
All I hear is my own grating thoughts. Is there anything more horrid than being trapped inside yourself with nothing but your own insecurities. - Sarah Jio
All I hear is my own grating thoughts. Is there anything more horrid than being trapped inside yourself with nothing but your own insecurities.
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