She can feel it down to her very core-this is her time. She will not only climb mountains-she will move them too.
LANG LEAVSomehow, there is a sense of comfort in knowing nothing will ever hit me quite as hard again. Nothing will ever be as beautiful, but neither will anything hurt as much.
More Lang Leav Quotes
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I can’t believe how hard it is. The pain is indescribable. It’s like I’ve been turned into sandstone and my insides are being slowly hollowed out by a chisel and mallet.
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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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Because sooner or later, all kinds of love – crazy love, wild love- fade into the same thing. The love becomes old and predictable -safe.
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Our love story comes to me in waves, in movie stills and long summer afternoons spent under a sky of incessant blue. I still think of your eyes in flashes of color, your hands in a frenetic, feverish blur-your smile a mosaic of light and shadow. I still find myself lost in those moments of abstraction.
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I was there in your forgetting, until I was forgot.
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It’s so dark right now, I can’t see any light around me. That’s because the light is coming from you. You can’t see it but everyone else can.
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I think there is a sense of ownership in knowing, isn’t there? You let people in, and they claim parts of you-they fly their flag over uncharted territory and from then onward-you cease to belong wholly to yourself.
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You were none, and now you’re all; your worth will rise, the more I fall.
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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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We all need to follow our intuition, even if it takes us down the wrong path. Otherwise, you’ll always be second-guessing yourself.
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I build my walls from the mess they leave.
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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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There is one who you belong to, whose love- there is no song for.
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We may be just two different clocks, that do not tock in unison.
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Here and now I love you, for the moment you have my heart. But you are entitled to my future, you have no ownership of my past.
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