• the loneliest people are the kindest; the saddest people smile the brightest; the most damaged people are the wisest.
  • there's a story behind every person. there's a reason why they're the way they are. they aren't just like that because they want to be. something in the past created them, and sometimes it's impossible to fix them.
  • he who returns from a journey is not the same as he who left.
  • doesn't the world inside a black and white photograph seem more real? it's because the real world is losing its color.
  • what an astonishing thing a book is. it’s a flat object made from a tree with flexible parts on which are imprinted lots of funny dark squiggles. but one glance at it and you’re inside the mind of another person, maybe somebody dead for thousands of years. across the millennia, an author is speaking clearly and silently inside your head, directly to you. writing is perhaps the greatest of human inventions, binding together people who never knew each other, citizens of distant epochs. books break the shackles of time. a book is proof that humans are capable of working magic.
  • in the midst of winter, i found there was, within me, an invincible summer.
  • english doesn’t borrow from other languages. english follows other languages down dark alleys, knocks them over and goes through their pockets for loose grammar.
  • life asked death, “why do people love me but hate you?” death responded, “because you are a beautiful lie and i am the painful truth.”
  • happiness, as we know it, depends on such small details.
  • once you’ve accepted your flaws no one can use them against you.
  • when i was in the military they gave me a medal for killing two men and a discharge for loving one.
  • monsters are real, and ghosts are real too. they live inside us, and sometimes, they win.
  • dream as if you'll live forever. live as if you'll die today.
  • kyungsoo is stuck in the hours while jongin begs the seconds, because time stops for someone who can't remember and runs from someone who can't miss the last train home.
  • you know that place between sleep and awake? the place where you can still remember dreaming? that's where i'll always love you. that's where i'll be waiting.
  • it's sad when the people who gave you the best memories, become a memory.
  • you wanna know how i did it? this is how i did it, anton. i never saved anything for the swim back.
  • no matter how much you think you love somebody, you’ll step back when the pool of their blood edges up too close.
  • anyone who understands how standing in a crowd of sweaty people, elbow to elbow, screaming along to the words embedded in your heart, can give you the most happiness ever needed. when you're shoved against a sea of bodies and you don't know what sweat actually belongs to you or your neighbor, you can barely breathe and in that moment, your favorite song starts playing and you forget about everything: all you're concerned with is the melody, rhythm, and beat of the song. all you care about is singing your heart out and knowing it's okay to love something maybe a little too much as long as it's real to you.
  • the point of life isn't to forge happy endings. it's to create an environment where happy endings are inevitable.
  • the circumstances of one's birth are irrelevant: it is what you do with the gift of life that determines who you are.
  • i'm sure you must know this, shuya, but loving someone always requires you to not love others.
  • some people wish they could go back and be together like before. others look forward to the day they can meet again.
nov 18 2012 ∞
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