Before the tears that tore us, when our history was before us.
LANG LEAVWe will remain unwritten through history, no X will mark us on the map; but in books of prose and poetry, you loved me once, in a paragraph.
More Lang Leav Quotes
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It was words that I fell for. In the end, it was words that broke my heart.
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I wish I could put a pen in your hand and gently remind you how the world has given you poetry and now you must give it back.
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But you’re not the kind of girl who builds her house from sticks; you are a fortress, stubborn and strong. Do not give away the keys to the kingdom to anyone less than a king.
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And I told him, if I am so hard to love, then let me run wild.
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How do I thank my mother for giving me the life she desperately wanted to give herself.
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I have given so much to things that weren’t worth my time. When all along, it’s the people I love that I should have carried.
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Sometimes I am caught between poetry and prose, like two lovers I can’t decide between. Prose says to me, let’s build something long and lasting. Poetry takes me by the hand, and whispers, come with me, let’s get lost for awhile.
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you cannot control the depth of a wound another inflicts upon you.
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What I feel for you is at once the expression of language and the absence of it.
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Most 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.
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I want you to be happy. I want someone else to know the warmth of your smile, to feel the way I did when I was in your presence.
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Whatever path you choose will take you to the same destination. The only thing that should guide you is your intuition.
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The greatest heartache comes from loving another soul, they said, beyond reason, beyond doubt, with no hope of salvation.
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The less you speak, the more weight your words will carry when you do.
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Doesn’t your soul remain the age you were when you first fell in love?
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