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.
LANG LEAVBe patient. Your voice will find its way into the world, not in one loud instance but a steady trickle that turns into a deluge.
More Lang Leav Quotes
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Of all you’ve used against me, the worst has been my words.
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In time she will learn, not to miss them.
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Knowing sleep will set it right – if you were not to wake.
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Yes, I think it is entirely possible to fall in love with someone you’ve never met. Physicality is an expression of intimacy- not an indication of it.
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It was like being seen after a perpetual darkness, I replied. To be heard after a lifetime of silence.
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Take me someplace where I can feel something-I want to give away my heart. Tell me his name so I can know love when it speaks to me. Give me someone I can write about.
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We all need to follow our intuition, even if it takes us down the wrong path. Otherwise, you’ll always be second-guessing yourself.
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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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Our love story comes to me in waves, in movie stills and long summer afternoons spent under a sky of incessant blue. I still think of your eyes in flashes of color, your hands in a frenetic, feverish blur-your smile a mosaic of light and shadow. I still find myself lost in those moments of abstraction.
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You can create something that is pure genius, but you have to get your timing right.
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Hands are no longer hands. They are caresses. Mouths are no longer mouths. They are kisses. My name is no longer a name, it is a call. And love is no longer love – love is you.
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There is one who you belong to, whose love- there is no song for.
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But if you don’t love my every flaw, then you mustn’t love me- not at all.
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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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But it was now time for her to go away-to find someone who could show her what happiness was.
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