There is a certain quality to words that when strung in a certain way-has an almost hypnotic effect.
LANG LEAVThe words I heard from you today, are said when there’s nothing left to say. What I would give to make you stay, I would give it all away.
More Lang Leav Quotes
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Yes, I think it is entirely possible to fall in love with someone you’ve never met. Physicality is an expression of intimacy- not an indication of it.
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I have happened in so many places, to so many people – the essence of me lives on in these nuances, these moments.
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Strange how it mattered so much, when now it matters so little.
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You’re young and there’s still so much ahead. So much uncertainty and doubt. It keeps you up at night-this wild, restless feeling. But you don’t know how free you are. For this short, miraculous time, you have no one to answer to, nothing to lose. You belong wholly to yourself.
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The feeling is like the ocean. Sometimes calm and still; other times, it’s a hurricane.
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I love you, I do – you have my word. You have all my words.
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Maybe we slip in and out of alternate worlds through our minds and our imaginations, picking up scar tissue from other dimensions.
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Some days I feel like my soul is being pulled in one direction and my heart in another.
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When someone stirs a world of emotion in you and it’s so intense you can barely stand to be with him.
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The sad thing is,” she said, “the moment you start to miss someone, it means they’re already gone.
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Take me someplace where I can feel something-I want to give away my heart. Tell me his name so I can know love when it speaks to me. Give me someone I can write about.
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I have always thought of memories as fragments, like colored glass shards in a kaleidoscope. It is the source of great beauty in our lives, yet the cause of such heartache. It remains the bridge between our past and present – it gives weight and dimension to our very existence.
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For me, that was the death of the word, or; because now, there is no other. It was the end of the word, and; for I love only you.
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My father was a house,my mother was a home.
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To love is a dare, when hope and despair, are gates upon it hinges.
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