I have always thought of memories as fragments, like colored glass shards in a kaleidoscope. It is the source of great beauty in our lives, yet the cause of such heartache. It remains the bridge between our past and present – it gives weight and dimension to our very existence.
LANG LEAVWe were born to walk this world in intersecting lines.
More Lang Leav Quotes
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I want you to be happy. I want someone else to know the warmth of your smile, to feel the way I did when I was in your presence.
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Fear isn’t a reason when it comes to love–it’s an excuse. Anyone who has ever been in love will tell you that.
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In time she will learn, not to miss them.
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My father was a house,my mother was a home.
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Here’s to those who wish us well, and the rest can go to hell!
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I had no way of knowing, when I was sitting alone in that tiny bedroom, that in just a few short months, I would meet the love of my life: a man who lived across the ocean from me, in a little house by the sea.
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I missed you today. Between waking and sleeping, I thought of you.
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Then there is the boy you can never stop thinking about. Whenever you see his name, it trips you up. Even if it’s one that belongs to many others, even if he belongs to someone else.
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What I feel for you is at once the expression of language and the absence of it.
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To never do the things I’ve done that once had led to my undoing.
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Don’t you get it?” he said. “The ones who are afraid of heights don’t trust themselves enough to jump.
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The words I heard from you today, are said when there’s nothing left to say. What I would give to make you stay, I would give it all away.
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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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People who are prone to sadness are more likely to pick up a pen.
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For she is his poet, and he is her poetry.
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When you don’t have the whole attention of someone, you find yourself begging for it from everyone.
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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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We all have moments of darkness, moments when we are so unlike ourselves. And like vultures they wait for a slip, a misstep, then they take that part of us and try to convince the world that is all we are.
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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.
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That night, we talked the way old friends do, with candor and ease.
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Strange how it mattered so much, when now it matters so little.
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You’re young and there’s still so much ahead. So much uncertainty and doubt. It keeps you up at night-this wild, restless feeling. But you don’t know how free you are. For this short, miraculous time, you have no one to answer to, nothing to lose. You belong wholly to yourself.
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But when I look at you, I just know instinctively, that despite the odds against you and although life will always find a way to test you, someday you’ll have everything you want. Your ending will be a happy one.
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Love is a dormant volcano, lying in wait, biding its time.
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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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The sad thing is,” she said, “the moment you start to miss someone, it means they’re already gone.
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