I look for you, the way I was taught to look both ways when crossing the road. Uptight and wary, bracing myself for something I know could break me.
LANG LEAVHow do I thank my mother for giving me the life she desperately wanted to give herself.
More Lang Leav Quotes
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Isn’t it strange how much of our lives are interchangeable, how little is truly ours.
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I think the mysterious pull that draws you to another person is identical to the one that moves our eyes upward to the stars.
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I think there is a sense of ownership in knowing, isn’t there? You let people in, and they claim parts of you-they fly their flag over uncharted territory and from then onward-you cease to belong wholly to yourself.
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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.
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That’s the thing about happiness. It doesn’t require justification.
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In the wrong hands, your past is a weapon.
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But if you don’t love my every flaw, then you mustn’t love me- not at all.
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There are things we sacrifice for love, that we willingly give. But no one who loves you will ever ask you to give up more than you are willing.
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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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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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Who you love and who loves you back determines so much in your life.
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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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I loved you more than love was allowed.
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She was the book that was not written. The sentence that was not scripted. She was the word you wished you could have said.
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The only ones they can turn against you are those who were never with you.
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