What surrounds us we endure better for giving it a name - and moving on.

I must be careful not to get trapped in the past. That's why I tend to forget my songs.

O! many a shaft, at random sent, Finds mark the archer little meant! And many a word, at random spoken, May soothe or wound a heart that's broken!

Any time you end a relationship, and everyone has ended plenty in their life, it's always a tough thing and hard to get over.

Forget the past - the future will give you plenty to worry about.