Don’t you get it?” he said. “The ones who are afraid of heights don’t trust themselves enough to jump.
LANG LEAVI love you, I do – you have my word. You have all my words.
More Lang Leav Quotes
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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 have buried myself so deep in my words that sometimes I can’t tell if I am the person writing or the one hiding between the lines.
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You only get one chance to fall in love with your heart still whole.
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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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You’re still crying about him aren’t you? Silly girl. What good will it do you to spill those sky blu tears? You meant either everything to him or absolutely nothing at all.
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You said my sadness was like the sun, beautiful from a distance but it hurt you too much to come closer.
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Be patient. Your voice will find its way into the world, not in one loud instance but a steady trickle that turns into a deluge.
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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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But if you don’t love my every flaw, then you mustn’t love me- not at all.
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That night, we talked the way old friends do, with candor and ease.
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For she is his poet, and he is her poetry.
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I don’t want to be in a relationship where I feel the constant need to explain myself. I don’t want to live in a world like that either.
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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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In many ways, a book is, in itself, a tiny universe. Each page is like a newly formed galaxy, fashioned from a single, pulsing thought. 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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