Understand that we must lose our way, over and over, before we can find the best version of ourselves.
LANG LEAVI have given so much to things that weren’t worth my time. When all along, it’s the people I love that I should have carried.
More Lang Leav Quotes
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Don’t stay where you are needed. Go where you are loved.
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It was a kind love, a selfless love. I was a dreamer, and you were a traveler. We met at the crossroads. I saw love in your smile, and I recognized it for the first time in my life. But you had a plane to catch, and I was already home.
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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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Most people want to save the entire world. It’s a lovely thought, and I’m not saying it’s not a noble pursuit-but it’s impossible to save everyone. You just have to pick your little corner of the world and focus your energy there. That’s the only way you will ever make a difference.
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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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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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Your first love isn’t the first person you give your heart to- it’s the first one who breaks it.
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You only get one chance to fall in love with your heart still whole.
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I love you, I do – you have my word. You have all my words.
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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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Before the tears that tore us, when our history was before us.
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Anything and everything, the two almost the same–everything says, have it all; anything, one to claim.
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You are a writer bleeding words onto a page. And the ones who hate you will trample on that page. And the ones who love you will cut you, to keep you bleeding.
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For she is his poet, and he is her poetry.
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I have buried myself so deep in my words that sometimes I can’t tell if I am the person writing or the one hiding between the lines.
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