Love is a dormant volcano, lying in wait, biding its time.
LANG LEAVIn the wrong hands, your past is a weapon.
More Lang Leav Quotes
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In the wrong hands, your past is a weapon.
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That’s the thing about happiness. It doesn’t require justification.
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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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And the weather was so damn sick of being predictable; I heard it began snowing in the Sahara and I wanted to tell you that I’ve changed.
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I do know there are all kinds of barriers to love. I do believe the world needs less of them.
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My indecision. I wanted everything because I didn’t want anything enough.
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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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I don’t know how you are so familiar to me-or why it feels less like I am getting to know you and more as though I am remembering who you are. How every smile, every whisper brings me closer to the impossible conclusion that I have known you before, I have loved you before-in another time, a different place, some other existence.
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Remember, your words are your power. Never forget your words.
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Where the strangers we meet, take us down one way streets, and forgetting is something we’re taught.
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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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The most beautiful thing is not when you learn to live without something: it’s the moment you realize you never needed it in the first place.
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Yes, I think it is entirely possible to fall in love with someone you’ve never met. Physicality is an expression of intimacy- not an indication of it.
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He and I 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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Here’s the story of my life. Hoping they would care about me or wishing they wouldn’t care so much.
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