It is the mark of a great poet to write words that feel as though they have stood witness to your most intimate memory of love.
LANG LEAVIn a sea of strangers, you’ve longed to know me. Your life spent sailing to my shores.
More Lang Leav Quotes
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Yes, we took it all for granted-but isn’t that such a blessed thing? When you’re not even thinking about what you have, because you never imagine you someday won’t.
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But how could I have stopped him from taking what was already his?
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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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In a sea of strangers, you’ve longed to know me. Your life spent sailing to my shores.
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I’m a stranger in my own life.
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We 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.
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Some pieces will sing to your present, others may echo of your past, and the rest could whisper of your future.
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The less you speak, the more weight your words will carry when you do.
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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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Searching for the one thing, that would set my sad soul free.
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Love is a dormant volcano, lying in wait, biding its time.
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Why do you write? he asked. So I can take my love for you and give it to the world, I reply. Because you won’t take it from me.
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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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I love you, I do – you have my word. You have all my words.
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The things that seem to matter less, are the ones we put on show.
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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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I don’t think all writers are sad, she said. I think it’s the other way around- all sad people write.
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Some Time Out The time may not be prime for us, though you are a special person. We may be just two different clocks, that do not tock, in unison.
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There is a savagery to what you feel. It eats you up inside. But you will get through it; you don’t need his mouth to placate you. You don’t need his hands to untangle the butterfly knot in your heart. Your love is a fire that will burn itself out. Let it ravage you.
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She can feel it down to her very core-this is her time. She will not only climb mountains-she will move them too.
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When you lose a person, a whole universe goes along with them.
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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 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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You can’t borrow from the future, to make up for the past.
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Knowing sleep will set it right – if you were not to wake.
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You can create something that is pure genius, but you have to get your timing right.
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