Everyone can’t like you.
You can’t escape bad days, you can only strive to prevent and prepare.
Some of your beloved will hurt you at some point.
You will lose people who are dear to you.
Greatness doesn’t come easy.
The world won’t support you until you’re closer to greatness.
Most people will only love you conditionally.
You may not get to live long, make use of every moment.
You determine your happiness, I don’t, nobody does.