To love is a dare, when hope and despair, are gates upon it hinges.
LANG LEAVI did not know that it was love until I knew.
More Lang Leav Quotes
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We will remain unwritten through history, no X will mark us on the map; but in books of prose and poetry, you loved me once, in a paragraph.
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I will celebrate this life of mine, with or without you. The moon does not need the sun to tell her she is already whole.
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How much love is a person capable of giving? I thought I knew the answer until I met you.
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I love you, I do – you have my word. You have all my 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 used to think people were like lighthouses. That they were there to protect you. But they’re no. People are lime whirlpools. They pull you in; they drag you under. You have to work so hard just to keep your head above water.
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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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Give me something I can write about.
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When was the last time you felt like someone knew you and not the person you’ve been pretending to be. When was the last time you felt like yourself.
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A book travels for days, for years, sometimes for centuries to meet you at an exact point in time.
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Some pieces will sing to your present, others may echo of your past, and the rest could whisper of your future.
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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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Strange how it mattered so much, when now it matters so little.
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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.
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I know there is a terrible distance between us. But our bodies are made of stardust, and we are hurtling through space and time, toward the most beautiful collision.
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