“It was only a sunny smile, and little it cost in the giving, but like morning light it scattered the night and made the day worth living.” — F. Scott Fitzgerald
“Once upon a time there was a boy who loved a girl, and her laughter was a question he wanted to spend his whole life answering.” — Nicole Krauss, The History of Love
“Nothing behind me, everything ahead of me, as is ever so on the road.” — Jack Kerouac, On the Road
“the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars.” — Jack Kerouac, On the Road
"above all, do not lose your desire to walk: every day i walk myself into a state of well-being and walk away from every illness; i have walked myself into my best thoughts, and i know of no thought so burdensome that one cannot walk away from it … . health and salvation can only be found in motion … . thus, if one just keeps on walking, everything will be all right." - letter to henriette lund, soren kierkegaard
“now all you can do is wait. it must be hard for you, but there is a right time for everything. like the ebb and flow of tides. no one can do anything to change them. when it is time to wait, you must wait.” - the wind-up bird chronicle, haruki murakami
"the miracle was that, despite all she had lost, despite all she knew was no longer true— her love alone was not enough, it would always, eventually, come to nothing— still, there was the blind, insistent longing … that this emptiness be filled again." - that night, alice mcdermott
"if my life can ever be of any use to you, come and take it." - the seagull, anton chekov
“the mind i love must have wild places, a tangled orchard where dark damsons drop in the heavy grass, an overgrown little wood, the chance of a snake or two, a pool that nobody’s fathomed the depth of, and paths threaded with flowers planted by the mind.” - the journal of katherine mansfield
Your heart skips a beat ,when love gets gets between each beat.
Here comes the time for my heart to heal the past. From now and then there will be the good and the best.
You gonna graduate in that white tee.
Spongebob: "What do you usually do when i'm gone?" Patrick: "Wait for you to come back." (:
Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn.
To be in a couple, do you have to put your single self on a shelf?
It's a great thing when you realize you still have the ability to surprise yourself.
"Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up."
"I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close." — Pablo Neruda (100 Love Sonnets)
You know that feeling, when your chest caves in and you feel your throat begin to choke up and tears start to fill your eyes? When your body suddenly feels like it only weighs as much as a feather, and your hands begin to show a cold sweat. You feel like you’ve just been kicked in the stomach due to the amount of oxygen you feel you’re suddenly lacking. The trust you once built for this one person quickly shatters and your steel walls rise up faster than the blink of an eye. I have had it bef...