Softness

Strength in weakness. Being both soft and strong is a combination very few have mastered. The funny thing about the heart is a soft heart is a strong heart and a hard heart is a weak heart. As the arteries grow hard, the heart grows soft. A good rule for discussion is to use hard facts and a soft voice.

Be soft, but not weak. That thing you describe as “soft life” is actually just laziness. There’s no such thing as bad weather, just soft people. If you had to choose between eating tacos every day or being skinny for the rest of your life, would you choose hard or soft tacos?

It’s a soft year. If you stress me I disappear. When I’m quiet, those who don’t know me think I’m shy. People who know me think, “Omg he’s thinking, everybody run for your life.” Don’t think of it as getting older, think of it as becoming a classic. I’m not soft, if you turn the other cheek, I will slap you.

Soft hearted people are not fools. They know what people did to them. But they forgive again and again because they have beautiful hearts. You can’t allow a few bad eggs stop you from being a good person. Having a soft heart in this cruel world is courage, not weakness.

Every girl has that guy she goes back to again and again, heartbreak after heartbreak. No one understands it, and she doesn’t know why. She just can’t let him go. I have an idea why. It’s because women are possessed…I mean possessive, but the former works too. If she can’t have him, no one else should.

Soft life. Work so hard that one day your signature will be called an autograph. I’m no good at life, but sometimes very funny with the commentary. I’m a very soft spoken person. I don’t throw furniture. I don’t throw tantrums, but my words can send a dagger through your heart. Metaphorically of course.

Being soft is not for everybody