Every time you love someone, you put not just your faith in them, but your faith in everything to the test.
When I say, "Be my lover", I don't mean, "Let's have an affair." I don't mean "Sleep with me." I don't mean, "Be my secret." I want us to go back down to that root. I want you to be the one who loves me. I want to be the one who loves you.
It was one of those moments when you feel the future so much that it humbles the present.
Neophyte, n. There are millions upon millions of people who have been through this before-- why is it that no one can give my good advice?
He is much stronger than I think I am. He is mischievous, outgoing, ready to soar through the clouds, while I often feel like the cloud itself.
As if when someone close to us dies, we momentarily trade places with them, in the moment right before. And as we get over it, we’re really living their life in reverse, from death to life, from sickness to health.
Let’s make plans,” I ventured. And Sofia smiled and said, “No, let’s leave it to chance.
It’s as simple as that. Simple and complicated, as most true things are.
I am not dangerous. Only the stories are dangerous. Only the fictions we create, especially when they become expectations.
How can you spend hours every day trying in small ways to figure out who you are, then have a near-stranger give you a sentence of yourself that says it better than you ever could?
Once you experience enormity, it lingers everywhere you look, and want to be every word you say.
you ask me what I'm looking for, and I outline you. you don't recognize the shape, offer other names. you say my time will come, and I hope.
The world, right now, is only us.
This is the hard part about having best friends that I feel no attachment to -- I don't give them any benefit of the doubt. And being best friends is always about the benefit of the doubt.
Sometimes desire is air, sometimes desire is liquid. And every now and then, when everything else is air and liquid, desire solidifies, and the body is the magnet that draws its weight.
I have become very good at clearing histories.
This is the trap of having something to live for: Everything else seems lifeless.
How do you commemorate a year? A paper anniversary, but we are the words written down, not the paper.
Sometimes when you hit send, you can imagine the message going straight into the person's heart. But other times, like this time, it feels like the words are merely falling into a well.
... I love books about freaks," because I am one. You might be, too. Let's be freaks together?
If there wasn't a word for it, would we realize our masochism as much?
Now when I have to remember a date, all I have to do is consult my rap sheet.
That's the question, isn't it?" you said one night. "Does death bring freedom, or is it the end of freedom?
it's gonna hurt because it matters.
I can see that the sadness has returned. And it's not a beautiful sadness- beautiful sadness is a myth. Sadness turns our features to clay, not porcelain.
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