And you said ecstasy was a storm cloud, just before the rain would burst into the night sky, like a thousand aquatic stars-and not one single moment before.
LANG LEAVThe ache will always be there, but the intensity will fade, and you’ll find other beautiful things to fill your days with.
More Lang Leav Quotes
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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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You must emerge from adversity, scathed but victorious to tell your story and, in turn, light the way for others.
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We may be just two different clocks, that do not tock in unison.
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To love is a dare, when hope and despair, are gates upon it hinges.
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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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How many people have we known all our lives and never once loved. How many people have we loved and never known.
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When you lose a person, a whole universe goes along with them.
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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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It was a question I had worn on my lips for days – like a loose thread on my favourite sweater I couldn’t resist pulling – despite knowing it could all unravel around me. “Do you love me, I ask?” In your hesitation I found my answer.
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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 did not know that it was love until I knew.
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It should be my right to mourn someone who has yet to leave this world but no longer wants to be part of mine.
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Here’s to those who wish us well, and the rest can go to hell!
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How do I thank my mother for giving me the life she desperately wanted to give herself.
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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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