Our love story comes to me in waves, in movie stills and long summer afternoons spent under a sky of incessant blue. I still think of your eyes in flashes of color, your hands in a frenetic, feverish blur-your smile a mosaic of light and shadow. I still find myself lost in those moments of abstraction.
LANG LEAVMost people want to save the entire world. It’s a lovely thought, and I’m not saying it’s not a noble pursuit-but it’s impossible to save everyone. You just have to pick your little corner of the world and focus your energy there. That’s the only way you will ever make a difference.
More Lang Leav Quotes
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Anything and everything, the two almost the same–everything says, have it all; anything, one to claim.
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A book travels for days, for years, sometimes for centuries to meet you at an exact point in time.
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Somehow, there is a sense of comfort in knowing nothing will ever hit me quite as hard again. Nothing will ever be as beautiful, but neither will anything hurt as much.
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I learned that writing is the consolation prize you are given when you don’t get the thing you want the most.
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And I told him, if I am so hard to love, then let me run wild.
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And the weather was so damn sick of being predictable; I heard it began snowing in the Sahara and I wanted to tell you that I’ve changed.
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Our emotions pull us in different directions. The stronger the emotion, the greater the pull. Feelings are not always practical, nor do they make any logical sense. That’s just the way it goes.
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When words run dry, he does not try, nor do I. We are on par. He just is, I just am and we just are.
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Have you ever loved a rose, and bled against her thorns; and swear each night to let her go, then love her more by dawn.
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When you don’t have the whole attention of someone, you find yourself begging for it from everyone.
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There are many things in life you can postpone, but love isn’t one of them.
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If they were meant to be in your life, nothing cover ever make them leave. If they weren’t, nothing in the world could make them stay.
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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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What is she like? I was told – she is a melancholy soul.
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The briefest moment shared with you-the longest on my mind.
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Because sooner or later, all kinds of love – crazy love, wild love- fade into the same thing. The love becomes old and predictable -safe.
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Some days it felt like a burden, to smile for you. To keep the lines of worry from etching into your forehead.
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When you lose a person, a whole universe goes along with them.
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We number our days and divide our seasons. We endlessly define what it is to be in love. When in truth, spring blurs into summer and always has, long before that line was ever drawn.
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I know there is a terrible distance between us. But our bodies are made of stardust, and we are hurtling through space and time, toward the most beautiful collision.
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My father was a house,my mother was a home.
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When love finds you, it doesn’t come as crashing waves or thunderbolts. It appears as a song on the radio or a particular blue in the sky. It dawns on you slowly, like a warm winter sunrise-where the promise of summer shines out from within.
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Where are you?” She asked. “I have been searching all my life.” “Stop looking for me,” Love replied, “and I will find you.
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Don’t you get it?” he said. “The ones who are afraid of heights don’t trust themselves enough to jump.
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That’s the thing about writers – on one hand everything is sacred to them, but, on the other, nothing really is.
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We all have moments of darkness, moments when we are so unlike ourselves. And like vultures they wait for a slip, a misstep, then they take that part of us and try to convince the world that is all we are.
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