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.
LANG LEAVThere is one who you belong to, whose love- there is no song for.
More Lang Leav Quotes
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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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Souls do not have calendars or clocks, nor do they understand the notion of time or distance. They only know it feels right to know one other.
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Loving you is like being ten years old again, scaling a tree with my eyes bright and skyward, wanting only to get higher and higher, without a thought of how I would get back down.
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I think that bothers me more than anything. That he could look in my eyes and tell me something that is completely contrary to the truth.
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In her eyes, the sadness sings-of one who was destined, for better things.
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There is a certain quality to words that when strung in a certain way-has an almost hypnotic effect.
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If a boy ever says, you remind me of someone–don’t fall in love with him. You will never be anything more than second best.
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The memory of you is fading, a little at a time, and I can feel myself forgetting.
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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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Summer was felt a little more; in autumn I began to fall. When winter came with all its white, you were mine to kiss goodnight.
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When two souls fall in love, there is nothing else but the yearning to be close to the other. The presence that is felt through a hand held, a voice heard, or a smile seen.
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A Betrayal I cannot undo what I have done; I can’t un-sing a song that’s sung. And the saddest thing about my regret- I can’t forgive me, and you can’t forget.
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But it was now time for her to go away-to find someone who could show her what happiness was.
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You know, missing someone can sometimes be the best thing for a writer.
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Do you remember the song that was playing the night we met? No, but I remember every song I have heard since you left.
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