• when I close my eyes, I see the planets as pirouetting dancers in a cosmic ballet, choreographed by the forces of gravity.
  • the cosmos is within us. we are made of star-stuff. we are a way for the cosmos to know itself.
  • right now, just breathing gives me pleasure. right now, just being here is enough.
  • lovely, when the moon rages, and the ocean has her turn to be still, would you meet me in that tranquil night, and speak with me until we are overcome by the great coincidence, allowed to just exist? hold my hand even when you shouldn't, your rose pedal fingers delicate as all of time itself, balancing tempo like your sweet song inside of a sea-shell. deep in your eyes there are galaxies but also nothingness. and the mystery of the space between your thoughts keeps me in orbit around you, peering into the vastness. I'll be here when the moon is tired.
  • in this terrifying world, all we have are the connections we make.
  • do you ever look up at the stars and feel like they’re tiny holes in the sky sucking out all the oxygen and suddenly you can’t breathe because you’re thinking about how small you are and how meaningless it all is? it’s so cruel to let people love you, all you’re doing is promising one day you’ll break their heart.
  • when I met her I thought, ‘oh god, she’s in love with me,’ and it took me a while and I realized she’s in love with the world. so it’s not personal. I realized she’s repeating this misunderstanding with every single person in the atrium.
  • i’ll look at the stars and for a while i’ll remember what it was like to feel your glow in my skin and how it made me feel ok again but i will keep going back to the place where i can leave my body in search for yours and spend the rest of my life looking for your glow again.
  • flowers have the most beautiful of cycles… seed, rebirth, seed, rebirth. no beginning, no end, no death, no blood to wash away. destruction, decomposition, chaos, order, growth, life eternal. there is no death. it is only the passing of time that fools us into believing we are not forever.
  • the fact of being alone in the universe unites us, makes us depend on each other for small things, creating a quantum correlation between you and me, between us. and if this is true, then we live in a world where anything is possible.
  • when I die and my atoms are free, I hope they wander the universe I never got to see.
  • if we're just information, just noise in the system, we might as well be a symphony.
  • if my heart was a compass, you'd be north.
  • nós a agarramos, arrebatamos você, achatamos você. somos aquele lugar selvagem e caótico, aquela aresta pontiaguda, o ponto que ativa os seus medos, o ponto de onde não há retorno, o ponto onde tudo pode acontecer. sempre pedimos a sua morte ou a capitulação total. você não pode passar além de nós, passar ao largo ou sobre nós. você tem de nos enfrentar e atravessar. somos o rolo compressor cósmico, o lugar da maior oportunidade. nós somos a crise.
  • beijou-me a boca, devorou-me os olhos, despiu-me a alma, uniu-me o corpo, o desejo, os átomos e o fogo. pra no fim partir.
  • if we don't burn, how will the night be lit?
  • l'amour c'est comme un elastique tendu par 2 personnes, quand l'un part l'autre a mal.
  • I am no bird; and no net ensnares me: I am a free human being with an independent will.
  • your skin smells like light. i think you are the moon.
  • we loved with a love that was more than love.
  • that's when you know you've found somebody special. when you can just shut the fuck up for a minute and comfortably enjoy the silence.
  • this is a lighter. it belonged to my favorite actor, Paul Newman. one day, he came into the restaurant where I was waitressing and accidentally left it behind. for the first time in my life, I did something I wasn't supposed to and slipped it into my pocket. one of the customers saw and said, ''don't worry. your secret's safe with me." that customer turned out to be the love of my life, your grandfather. so, my alex, who I love so dearly, who is probably too much like me for her own good, every once in a while, don't be afraid to break the rules. you never know what can happen.
  • of course I’ll hurt you. of course you’ll hurt me. of course we will hurt each other. but this is the very condition of existence. to become spring, means accepting the risk of winter. to become presence, means accepting the risk of absence.
  • i didn't fall in love with you. i walked into love with you, with my eyes wide open, choosing to take every step along the way. i do believe in fate and destiny, but I also believe we are only fated to do the things that we'd choose anyway. and i'd choose you; in a hundred lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality, i'd find you and i'd choose you.
  • do not fall in love, darling. rise in love.
  • no fundo, não acredito que nos despedimos. apenas nos separamos por algum tempo, para darmos ao destino a alegria de nos reencontrar.
  • you're beautiful so silently, it lies beneath a shade of blue, it struck me so violently when I looked at you. but others pass, the never pause to feel that magic in your hand. to me you're like a wild rose, they never understand why.
  • eu perco noção de tempo, espaço, e até mesmo do caos lá fora quando estaciono meus olhos em você.
  • plant your own garden and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
  • if I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain; if I can ease one life the aching, or cool one pain, or help one fainting robin unto his nest again, I shall not live in vain.
  • it's better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.
  • it's that thing when you're with someone, and you love them and they know it, and they love you and you know it... but it's a party and you're both talking to other people, and you're laughing and shining, and you look across the room and catch each other's eyes. but not because you're possessive, or it's precisely sexual but because that is your person in this life. and it's funny and sad, but only because this life will end, and it's this secret world that exists right there in public, unnoticed, that no one else knows about. it's sort of like how they say that other dimensions exist all around us, but we don't have the ability to perceive them. that's what I want out of a relationship. or just life, i guess.
  • art should comfort the disturbed and disturb the comfortable.
  • some people are so deep you fall into them and you never stop falling.
  • first we feel. then we fall.
  • happiness can be found, even in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light.
  • love will set your soul on fire.
  • i am chaos to your thoughts and you are poison to my heart.
  • you tell me to quiet down cause my opinions make me less beautiful but i was not made with a fire in my belly so i could be put out. i was not made with a lightness on my tongue so i could be easy to swallow. i was made heavy, half blade and half silk, difficult to forget and not easy for the mind to follow.
  • a poesia dos poetas que sofreram é doce e terna. e a dos outros, dos que de nada foram privados, é ardente, sofredora e rebelde.
  • efímero es algo breve, de poca duración. efímero es un segundo en tu historia. efímera es tu historia en la historia de la humanidad. la humanidad es efímera. las cosas materiales son efímeras. también lo inmaterial es efímero. una mirada, un orgasmo, un saludo, un susto, un beso. también las cosas que no son y las que ya no son pero fueron algún día: esos días en la playa, ese dios al que rezaste, esa euforia que sentiste. incluso la próxima persona que conozcas. todo sucumbe ante la fugacidad del tiempo. el tiempo convierte en efímera toda existencia y pensamiento.
  • o amor mais desatinado e tenaz não passava de uma verdade efêmera.
  • i know that you are tired of hearing rape poems. i am tired of hearing rape poems, the same way soldiers are tired of hearing their own guns go off. believe me, we all wish the war was over, but you are staring out at a world on fire complaining about how ugly you think the ashes are.
  • the wound is the place where the light enters you.
  • gosto de palavras na cara. de frases que doem. de verdade ditas (benditas!). sou prática em determinadas questões: ou você quer ou não.
  • you think you've seen every ugly corner of this whole rotten world, but listen: there is an infinite number of things we don't know and, statistically speaking, at least half of them are probably very, very, beautiful.
  • i do not want to have you to fill the empty parts of me. i want to be full on my own. i want to be so complete i could light a whole city. and then i want to have you, cause the two of us combined could set it on fire.
  • our backs tell stories no books have the spine to carry.
  • art is to console those who are broken by life.
  • though pieces go missing may we still feel whole.
  • she's proof that you can walk through hell and still be an angel.
  • the world offers itself to your imagination.
  • everyday we exist in a road built to erase us is a victory.
  • eu afundaria todos os navios nesta noite. incendiaria o porto. só para ver o brilho das chamas refletido nos seus olhos escuros.
  • be soft. do not let the world make you hard. do not let pain make you hate. do not let the bitterness steal your sweetness. take pride that even though the rest of the world may disagree, you still believe it to be a beautiful place.
  • freedom is useless when you don't have courage to look us in the eye.
  • haverá um ano em que haverá um mês, em que haverá uma semana em que haverá um dia em que haverá uma hora em que haverá um minuto em que haverá um segundo e dentro do segundo haverá o não tempo sagrado da morte transfigurada.
  • meu corpo dança o que na alma transborda.
  • dançar é escrever um poema que se faz com o corpo e se lê com a alma.
  • when you look death in the eye and death blinks first, nothing seems impossible.
  • another lover hits the universe. the circle is broken. but with death comes rebirth. and like all lovers and sad people, i am a poet.
  • earth without art is just eh.
  • nothing ever ends poetically. it ends and we turn it into poetry. all that blood was never once beautiful. it was just red.
  • stay soft. it looks beautiful on you.
  • no matter how tough the world becomes, you must never run out of kindness.
  • they say home is where the heart is. mine is among the stars, across the universe.
  • the very act of breathing reminds you you're not whole.
  • i am the sea there is a world inside of me.
  • and i said to my body, softly, "i want to be your friend." it took a long breath and replied, "i have been waiting my whole life for this."
  • you made flowers grow in my lungs and although they are beautiful I can't breathe.
  • time is the space made by our lives, where we stand together forever. time and relative dimension in space: it means "life".
  • one of my friends has razor scars running all along his left arm. the other jams pills by the bucketloads into a mass of black beard. they both write poetry. there is something about writing poetry that brings a man close to the cliff's edge.
  • don't set yourself on fire trying to keep others warm.
  • certain thoughts are prayers. there are moments when, whatever be the attitude of the body, the soul is on its knees.
  • when I find myself surrounded by so much beauty, I feel as if I am the eye of a hurricane.
  • __you are not IN the universe, you ARE the universe, an intrinsic part of it. Ultimately you are not a person, but a focal point where the universe is becoming conscious of itself. What an amazing miracle.
  • moonlight on your skin, moon dust in your lungs, stars in your eyes, you are a child of cosmos, a ruler of the skies. you are a moonchild.
  • any life, however long and complicated it may be, actually consists of a single moment — the moment when a man knows forever more who he is.
  • she was poetry in a world that was still learning the alphabet.
  • o que a gente gosta nas pessoas é o que elas carregam de nós nelas.
  • qualquer ideia que te agrade, por isso mesmo... é tua. o autor nada mais fez que vestir a verdade que dentro em ti se achava inteiramente nua.
  • if it doesn't nourish your soul let it go.
  • it's not just a series of coincidences. it's destiny.
  • the universe is made of stories, not of atoms.
  • el universo eres tu, el multiverso somos todos. porque tu eres todos y todos es uno... porque el universo conspira a nuestro favor.
  • onde não puderes amar, não te demores.
  • i gave you all my thoughts, now i lost my mind.
  • be fearless in the pursuit of what sets your soul on fire.
  • and the stars gave her a crown and said "this is your place of belonging".
  • you are such a perfect arrangement of atoms.
  • i am rooted but i flow.
  • e que as palavras difíceis que sempre temi dizer podem agora ser ditas: eu te amo.
  • maria escorria suas lágrimas no banho, se derramava, se derretia, se desfazia do vazio, deixava tudo escorrer pelo ralo, deixa tudo em banho, maria.
  • oh meu amante sobram girassóis lilases e begônias entre os lençóis desfeitos pelos meus sustos.
  • there is a power between the two of us an electricity we could power a city with if only we know how there is something between us you and i some kind of magic.
  • A busca individual de cada um, para a paz ou tempestade, pode ou não ser inerente à espiritualidade.
  • Inferno, Inferno! Mas, mesmo assim será calmo. Agora, começa o declínio. E, a lenta mão do destino se estica

para levantar o véu e deixar o vazio. No céu não há raiva como o amor transformado em ódio, Nem fúria como a de uma mulher desprezada.

  • our thoughts are more powerful than reality because they create reality itself.
  • no drowning man can know which drop of water his last breath did stop.
  • a rat in a maze is free to go anywhere as long as it stays inside.
  • in memory everything seems to happen to music.
  • you were the sun, and I was crashing into you. I'd wake up every morning and think, 'This will end in flames.
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