There's a trick to the Graceful Exit. It begins with the vision to recognize when a job, a life stage, a relationship is over - and to let go. It means leaving what's over without denying its validity or its past importance in our lives.
Love can be magic. But magic can sometimes... just be an illusion.
Grief is the price we pay for love.
Some people are going to leave, but that's not the end of your story. That's the end of their part in your story.
How could an Angel break my heart? Why didn't he catch my falling star? I wish I didn't wish so hard. Maybe I wished our love apart.
Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being in love which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident.
The walls we build around us to keep sadness out also keeps out the joy.
We just hide from the people we love. Sad, isn't it?
I'm driven. I am. I'm driven for some reason. But I don't know where I'm going.
I wonder if I could take back every 'I love you' ever said to you, would I do it?
Nothing takes the taste out of peanut butter quite like unrequited love.
I love sad. Sadness makes you feel more than anything.
You wondered how you'd make it through. I wondered what was wrong with you. Because how could you give your love to someone else, yet share your dreams with me? Sometimes the only thing you're looking for, is the one thing you can't see.
Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides.
I hate the moment when suddenly my anger turns into tears
He is not a lover who does not love forever.
It is best to love wisely, no doubt; but to love foolishly is better than not to be able to love at all.
The opposite of love is not hate, it's indifference.
Love is or it ain't. Thin love ain't love at all.
The greater your capacity to love, the greater your capacity to feel the pain.
Maybe I could have loved you better. Maybe you should have loved me more. Maybe our hearts were just next in line. Maybe everything breaks sometime.
Sometimes your eyes are not the only place the tears fall from.
Parting is such sweet sorrow
Some of us think holding on makes us strong; but sometimes it is letting go.
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