I can see beauty where others see ugliness. That either makes me an artist or a person of very poor taste.
I really don't know what 'I love you' means. I think it means 'Don't leave me here alone.'
At first I just wanted you to fuck me but I got greedy and needed you to love me.
But if you knew you might be able to see it again tomorrow, everything would suddenly become special and precious, wouldn't it?
Do you know how many nights I lay in bed wondering what I'd done to deserve your silence? What had I said? What did I ever do, but love you?
For a moment there, I saw an ounce of promise in you. But you weren't strong enough to follow through on that. I just hope, for your sake that you one day find it again; that you manage to brush away the rubble in your head and find a way to love, and be loved. It's something you've been without for far too long.
She's not going to forget about you. You mattered to her. You don't just forget people you care about.
Holding onto anger is like drinking poison and expecting the other person to die.
If it makes you less sad, I'll move out of this state. You can to keep to yourself, I'll keep out of your way.
--Brand New; The Boy Who Blocked His Own Shot
Tell me what your worst fears are, I bet they look a lot like mine. Tell me what you think about when you can't fall asleep at night.
When I came out to my brother, he asked if that means I was gonna marry a chick. And when I said yes he had this big smile and he said "I'm gonna dance so hard at your wedding." My dreams are coming true. Dreams I didn't even know that I had, but my brother's not here. He's missing it and I know that I'm late, I know it, I know it. But why do you think that my Dad schedules every minute of every day? I mean, if every minute is accounted for then there's no time to slow down and just... I just... I need a minute to miss my brother.
But then I realised that I was holding onto something that didn't exist anymore. That the person I missed didn't exist anymore. People change. The things we like and dislike change. And we can wish they wouldn't all day long, but that never works.
It is funny how you do not miss affection until it is given, but once it is, it can never be enough; you would drown in it if possible.
Falling in love with someone who doesn't love you back, hardens you as a person. Falling in love with someone who pretends to love you for their own gain, well, that can destroy a person for a long time. I've never really been good at love love, but I've certainly been really great at making a fool of myself. So, I doubt anyone would ever be willing to stand a person such as myself.
You never really understand a person until you consider things from his point of view - until you climb into his skin and walk around in it.
To Kill A Mockingbird; Harper Lee
It's true what they tell you. About time healing wounds. Only it doesn't so much heal them as it does cover them up with a thick sheet of bandages until you're too scared to peel them off and see what's happened to all those old scars.
I want love to be simple. I want to trust without thinking. I want to be generous with my affection and patience and love unconditionally. It is easier to love a person with their flaws than to week through them. I want to love the whole person, not parts; and this is how I want to be loved.
I still find each day too short for all the thoughts I want to think. All the walks I want to take. All the books I want to read. And all the friends I want to see.
'Can't you hear it?' you said. 'When you love someone, you say their name different. Like it's safe inside your mouth'
--Handle with Care by Jodi Picoult
If only we could see the endless string of coincidence that result from our smallest actions. But we can't know better until knowing is useless.
I'm in love with you, and I'm not into the business of denying myself the simple pleasure of saying true things. I'm in love with you and, I know that love is just a shout into the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we're all doomed and that there will come a day when all out labour has been returned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we'll ever have, and I am in love with you.
--The Fault in Our Stars by John Green
Crying is all right in its own way while it lasts. But you have to stop sooner or later, and then you still have to decide what to do.
Some people turn sad awfully young. No special reason, it seems, but they seem to be born that way. They bruise easier, tire faster, cry quicker, remember longer and as, I say, get sadder younger than anyone else in the world. I know, for I am one of them.
--Ray Bradbury, Dandelion Wine
Sometime, not so far from now, I may not be writing about you anymore. Does that scare you? It should.
Yeah I'll get over it eventually, and maybe even really soon but that doesn't make it hurt any less right now.
We run into each other and it's like we don't even speak the same language anymore.
I want to be someone you can't just lose interest in so easily Someone you want to be around. Someone you want to experience.
And if you're in love then you are the lucky one, because most of us are bitter over someone.
-Youth by Daughter
I don't know where he's going, don't know where he's been. He is restless at night, he has horrible dreams. So we lay in the dark, cause we've got nothing to say. Just the beating of hearts like two drums in the grey. I don't know what we're doing, I don't know what we've done, but the fire is coming and I think we should run.
--Run by Daughter
I wanna hold your hand so I can pull you out of loneliness that shrouds your head in the late nights when the world comes in too soon.