I'm not the only kid who grew up this way, surrounded by people who used to say that rhyme about sticks and stones, as if broken bones hurt more than the names we got called, and we got called them… — Shane Koyczan Copy Share
“I’m not the only kid who grew up this way surrounded by people who used to say that rhyme about sticks and stones as if broken bones hurt more than the names we got called and we got called them… — Shane Koyczan Copy Share Image
Maybe the best we can hope for is that those we leave behind find comfort in knowing, that we’re born out of love, and… — Shane Koyczan Copy Share Image
If you think for one second no one knows what you've been going through; be accepting of the fact that you are wrong, that… — Shane Koyczan Copy Share Image
I'm not the only kid who grew up this way, surrounded by people who used to say that rhyme about sticks and stones, as if broken bones hurt more than the names we got called, and we got called them all. So we grew up believing no one would ever fall in love with us, that we'd be lonely forever,… — Shane Koyczan Copy Share
I have loved this life. I smile because I have tiny dreams that play hopscotch at the corners of my mouth. And every time… — Shane Koyczan Copy Share Image
Don't tell me you're not beautiful. You're the kind of beautiful the blind would see if we could figure out some way to give… — Shane Koyczan Copy Share Image
Look directly into every mirror. Realize our reflection is the first sentence to a story, and our story starts: We were here. — Shane Koyczan Copy Share Image
When something's painful, you just avoid it. Why bother dredging up the past if it's nothing but bad stuff? — Shane Koyczan Copy Share Image
I think everybody gets bullied in their own way. Even athletes probably get it from their parents. To a degree everybody gets bullied. — Shane Koyczan Copy Share Image
Having seen TED from a distance, I always thought if ever there was a place for someone like me, the outcasts, people who maintained… — Shane Koyczan Copy Share Image
“Beethoven his thoughts moving at the speed of sound transforming emotion into music and for a moment it was like joy was a tangible thing like you could touch it like for the first time we could watch love and hate dance together in a waltz of such precision and beauty that we finally understood the history wasn’t important to… — Shane Koyczan Copy Share
