Half the night I waste in sighs,
Half in dreams I sorrow after
The delight of early skies;
In a wakeful dose I sorrow
For the hand, the lips, the eyes,
For the meeting of the morrow,
The delight of happy laughter,
The delight of low replies.
Love who you love while you have them. That’s all you can do. Let them go when you must. If you know how to love, you’ll never run out.
People always say that, when you love someone, nothing in the world matters. But that’s not true, is it? You know, and I know, that when you love someone, everything in the world matters a little bit more.
It’s like I’m thirteen again and he’s my crush. All I’m aware of in this entire roomful of people is him. Where he is, what he’s doing, who he’s talking to.
Were you always such a stubborn, blind, obtuse girl?”
“Are you calling me stupid?”
“Yes, but in a more poetic way!”
“Well, here’s a poem for you. Get lost!
But the you who you are tonight is the same you I was in love with yesterday, the same you I’ll be in love with tomorrow.
I wanted to be his life preserver, the thing that would keep him afloat. Instead, he became my anchor. And I’m tired of drowning.
I don’t want to be somebody’s crush. If somebody likes me, I want them to like the real me, not what they think I am.
When I think of what life is, and how seldom love is answered by love; it is one of the moments for which the world was made.
For which of my bad parts didst thou first fall in love with me?
It’s hard to communicate anything exactly and that’s why perfect relationships between people are difficult to find.
We are bound together, Emma, bound together—I breathe when you breathe, I bleed when you bleed, I’m yours and you’re mine, you’ve always been mine, and I have always, always belonged to you!
Stories make us more alive, more human, more courageous, more loving.
This thing about you that you think is your flaw – it’s the reason I’m falling in love with you.
I say, “In the contract we said we wouldn’t break each other’s hearts. What if we do it again?” Fiercely he says, “What if we do? If we’re so guarded, it’s not going to be anything. Let’s do it fucking for real, Lara Jean. Let’s go all in. No more contract. No more safety net. You can break my heart. Do whatever you want with it.
If you simply ignored the feeling, you would never know what might happen, and in many ways that was worse than finding out in the first place. Because if you were wrong, you could go forward in your life without ever looking back over your shoulder and wondering what might have been.
When you’re missing a peice of yourself, aching, gut wrenching emptiness begins to take over. Until you find the link that completes your very soul, the feeling will never go away. Most people find a way to fill this void, material possessions, a string of relationships, affairs, food…I bare my soul, with words, for all to see.
He folded his fear into a perfect rose. He held it out in the palm of his hand. She took it from him and put it in her hair.
There’s something about arriving in new cities, wandering empty streets with no destination. I will never lose the love for the arriving, but I’m born to leave.
If love is blind, then maybe a blind person that loves has a greater understanding of it.
It ought to make us feel ashamed when we talk like we know what we’re talking about when we talk about love.
It hurts to breathe. It hurts to live. I hate her, yet I do not think I can exist without her.
Sometimes I sit alone under the stars and think of the galaxies inside my heart and truly wonder if anyone will ever want to make sense of all that I am
That night when you kissed me, I left a poem in your mouth, and you can hear some of the lines every time you breathe out.
Truth without love is brutality, and love without truth is hypocrisy.
Most men claim to desire driven, independent and confident women. Yet when confronted with such a creature reverence often evolves into resent. For just like women, men need to be needed.
Do you really think anyone in this world, compares to you in my eyes?
Shut up…let me tell you, LET ME. Every time I look at your face or even remember it, it wrecks me. And the way you are with me and you’re just fun and you shit all over me and you make fun of me and you’re real. I don’t have enough time in any day to think about you enough…I don’t even think about women anymore. I think about you.
The first stab of love is like a sunset, a blaze of color — oranges, pearly pinks, vibrant purples…
Two words. Three vowels. Four constenants. Seven letters. It can either cut you open to the core and leave you in ungodly pain or it can free your soul and lift a tremendous weight off you shoulders. The phrase is: It’s over.
When you give yourself permission to communicate what matters to you in every situation you will have peace despite rejection or disapproval. Putting a voice to your soul helps you to let go of the negative energy of fear and regret.
Five minutes are enough to dream a whole life, that is how relative time is.
If one wanted to depict the whole thing graphically, every episode, with its climax, would require a three-dimensional, or, rather, no model: every experience is unrepeatable. What makes lovemaking and reading resemble each other most is that within both of them times and spaces open, different from measurable time and space.
You’re like a grey sky. You’re beautiful, even though you don’t want to be.
Before I fell
in love with words,
with setting skies
and singing birds—
it was you I fell
in love with first.
If you aren’t the woman I think you are, then this isn’t the world I thought it was.
True friends are those who came into your life, saw the most negative part of you, but are not ready to leave you, no matter how contagious you are to them.
I would never let anyone else borrow my heart if I know there’s a chance in hell you might want it back.
Nelly, I am Heathcliff – he’s always, always in my mind – not as a pleasure, any more then I am always a pleasure to myself – but, as my own being.
Love cannot be forced, love cannot be coaxed and teased. It comes out of heaven, unasked and unsought.
If love be rough with you, be rough with love;
Prick love for pricking, and you beat love down.
Give me a case to put my visage in:
A visor for a visor! what care I
What curious eye doth quote deformities?
Here are the beetle brows shall blush for me.
He drew a circle that shut me out-
Heretic, rebel, a thing to flout.
But love and I had the wit to win:
We drew a circle and took him In!
You are the most important thing to me now. The most important thing to me ever.
When you miss someone….it’s weird…your body doesn’t function normally..as it should. Because I miss you, and my heart…it’s not steady…my soul it sings numb. Fingers are cold…like you…your soul.
Where you go, I shall go; where you die, I shall die, and there will I be buried.
I will not wait to love as best as I can. We thought we were young and that there would be time to love well sometime in the future. This is a terrible way to think. It is no way to live, to wait to love.
I realized how truly hard it was, really, to see someone you love change right before your eyes. Not only is it scary, it throws your balance off as well.
But what can be done, the one who loves must share the fate of the one he loves.
If you love someone but rarely make yourself available to him or her, that is not true love.
The way you’re singing in your sleep
The way you look before you leap
The strange illusions that you keep
You don’t know
But I’m noticing
The way your touch turns into arcs
The way you slide into the dark
The beating of my open heart
You don’t know
But I’m noticing
I thought you were gone forever, I thought you’d walked away from everything, because I failed, because I destroyed the only thing that ever mattered to me. I waited for you to come, but you didn’t.