Brooke Evaans's Recent Blogs

I love you not only for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you.
I love you not only for what you have made of yourself, but for what you are making of me.
I love you for the part of me that you bring out.

Greater love obviously lies in trust, in joy from each other, in respect for each other's personal lives and in respect for professional choices.

Nothing in this life is easy. Achieving one's goals is necessary to achieve the goals of the victims - to spend one's strength, time, limit oneself in something. Sometimes there are moments when you want to give up everything and strive for a dream. At such moments, remember how much you will gain if you go further and how much you will lose if you give up. The price of success is usually less than the price of failure.

People get rich just because of their generosity. He who renders the greatest service receives the greatest reward.

Don't change for someone. After all, there are always people who love the real you.

A man never forgets a woman who did not marry him; a woman never forgets the man who wanted to marry her

People are easily compared to water. They also sooner or later cool down, just as changeable and fleeting. They are accustomed to judging by the surface, not trying to dive deeper, forgetting that, despite the visible surface, a storm can be hidden under it, and vice versa ... Everything that is most important is deeper.

Everyone can live forever if you don't do stupid things. Isn't it scary? You will never do anything stupid or brave, anything worthwhile...

It seemed to me that my whole previous life was just a preparation for meeting him, and all the men appeared to teach me to communicate with him, listen, understand and love.

An eternity that lasts a moment. Names and faces, already forgotten, are alive and young only in old photographs. And voices so close now sound far away. Everything passed, rushed, leaked through your fingers. Our destinies, once crossed, are now strictly parallel. Our tread will fall silent, as the noise and hubbub will fall silent after the bell in the school corridor. Others will take our place, and this cannot be changed or corrected ... But still, it was us, remember?