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.
LANG LEAVMy father was a house,my mother was a home.
More Lang Leav Quotes
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In many ways, a book is, in itself, a tiny universe. Each page is like a newly formed galaxy, fashioned from a single, pulsing thought. A book travels for days, for years, sometimes for centuries to meet you at an exact point in time.
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The most beautiful thing is not when you learn to live without something: it’s the moment you realize you never needed it in the first place.
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It was pure bliss and absolute torture at the same time. I was in daze, as if my brain had suddenly packed up and gone on vacation. I could barely string words together in a sentence.
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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 don’t think about myself as much as I used to. I guess that’s a good thing. I only think about the things that are missing from me.
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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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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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Don’t stay where you are needed. Go where you are loved.
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In her eyes, the sadness sings-of one who was destined, for better things.
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I build my walls from the mess they leave.
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I think that bothers me more than anything. That he could look in my eyes and tell me something that is completely contrary to the truth.
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Of all you’ve used against me, the worst has been my words.
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Sometimes the loneliest place to be is in love.
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Somehow, there is a sense of comfort in knowing nothing will ever hit me quite as hard again. Nothing will ever be as beautiful, but neither will anything hurt as much.
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It is only the year that is ending. So why does it feel like the world is?
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