- i liked learning things. how numbers worked together to explain the stars. how molecules made the world. all the ugly and beautiful things people had done in the last two thousand years.
- he smelled good. sweat and motorcycle and wintergreen. no stinking weed smoke. no perfume. no sadness. he smelled like love.
- i liked to play at tragedy, but she drank it out of her baby bottle.
- i'm as real as you are.
- when I reached her, she was a star, pulling me into her orbit.
- i love you all the way.
- even sad people have to eventually leave their beds for the most basic reason: hunger.
- when he says my name, it sounds beautiful.
- some of us get dipped in flat, some in satin, some in gloss. but every once in a while, you find someone who's iridescent, and when you do, nothing will ever compare.
- somehow the silence seemed to connect us in a way like words never could.
- i don't know why i've got so much hope pinned to someone who will never call me home.
- you never need to apologize for how you chose to live.
- we make art to say how we feel.
- eleanor was right. she never looked nice. she looked like art, and art wasn't supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make you feel something.
- he made her feel like more than the sum of her parts.
- the first time he'd held her hand, it felt so good that it crowded out all the bad things. it felt better than anything had ever hurt.
- ‘you look like you,’ he said. ‘you with the volume turned up.’
- 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 feel 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.
- i am water. soft enough to offer life, tough enough to drown it away.
- if you were born with the weakness to fall you were born with the strength to rise.
- i am a museum full of art but you had your eyes shut.
- people go but how they left always stays.
- our backs tell stories no books have the spine to carry.
- trying to convince myself i am allowed to take up space is like writing with my left hand when i was born to use my right.
- if i knew what safety looked like, i would have spent less time falling into arms that were not.
- you were a dragon long before he came around and said you could fly. you will remain a dragon long after he's left.
- there is no bigger illusion in the world than the idea that a woman will bring dishonor into a home if she tries to keep her heart and her body safe.
- you have sadness living in places sadness shouldn’t live.
- you wrap your fingers around my hair and pull; this is how you make music out of me - foreplay
- you have to pretend you get an endgame. you have to carry on like you will; otherwise, you can't carry on at all.
- you were the sun, and i was crashing into you. i'd wake up every morning and think, 'this will end in flames.'
- i want to be someone's right now, simon, not their happily ever after.
- 'you'll stay with me?' 'until the very end.'
- it does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live.
- but you know, happiness can be found even in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light.
- we've all got both light and dark inside us. what matters is the part we choose to act on. that's who we really are.
- it is our choices that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities.
- it takes a great deal of bravery to stand up to our enemies, but just as much to stand up to our friends.
- i solemnly swear i am up to no good.
- do not pity the dead, harry, pity the living and above all, all those who live without love.
- the thing I realize is, that it's not what you take, it's what you leave.
- we do not remember days, we remember moments.
- sometimes there’s beauty in the tough words — it’s all in how you read them.
- i learned that there is good in this world, if you look hard enough for it. i learned that not everyone is disappointing, including me, and that a 1,257-foot bump in the ground can feel higher than a bell tower if you’re standing next to the right person.
- stars in the sky, stars on the ground. it’s hard to tell where the sky ends and the earth begins. i feel the need to say something grand and poetic, but the only thing i come up with is 'it’s lovely.'
- when you consider things like the stars, our affairs don’t seem to matter very much, do they?
- i bring it up to let you know that this is the way i feel right now. like pluto and jupiter are aligned with the earth and I’m floating.
- when we’re in the act of wandering, we need to be present, not watching it through a lens.
- the only way out of the labyrinth of suffering is to forgive.
- if people were rain, i was drizzle and she was hurricane.
- love is truly the great manifesto; the urge to be, to count for something, and, if death must come, to die valiantly, with acclamation — in short, to remain a memory.
dec 1 2016 ∞
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