One day you meet someone and for some inexplicable reason, you feel more connected to this stranger than anyone else.
LANG LEAVYou 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.
More Lang Leav Quotes
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Whatever path you choose will take you to the same destination. The only thing that should guide you is your intuition.
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The briefest moment shared with you-the longest on my mind.
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For she is his poet, and he is her poetry.
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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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Sometimes I am caught between poetry and prose, like two lovers I can’t decide between. Prose says to me, let’s build something long and lasting. Poetry takes me by the hand, and whispers, come with me, let’s get lost for awhile.
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I loved you more than love was allowed.
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I loved you once and now I must spend my whole life explaining why.
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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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I am already nostalgic for what we have, even with you still here.
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What is she like? I was told – she is a melancholy soul.
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When someone stirs a world of emotion in you and it’s so intense you can barely stand to be with him.
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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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Before the tears that tore us, when our history was before us.
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That night, we talked the way old friends do, with candor and ease.
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It was the year you learned that shooting stars were either a blessing or a curse, depending on what you wanted to believe.
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