August 2012
159 posts
I think I know what you’re worried about. Some man is going to come into your...
– Elizabeth Gilbert, Eat, Pray, Love (via bookmania)
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I don’t think that there are any limits to how excellent we could make life...
– Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything Is Illuminated (via concocted)
I dreamed you, I wished for your existence.
– Anaïs Nin (via seabois)
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If I had a flower for every time I thought of you, I could walk in my garden...
– Alfred Lord Tennyson (via oduhn)
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I do really want to see you again. It’s just that you have your work and I have to finish some school stuff even though we are just thirty minutes away from each other. It’s not the distance which separates us right now. I feel nothing even separates us at all. I mean you’re my friend and I’m your friend. You even called me a special friend. Whenever you say you can’t...
Every day one should at least hear one little song, read one good poem, see one...
– Johann Wolfgang von Goethe (via bookshavepores)
For you are the sun
and I can’t go back to dark
now that I’ve seen you.
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via oduhn)
I need a gf. T__T
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The most painful thing is losing yourself in the process of loving someone too...
– Ernest Hemingway (via killheji)
Being with you and not being with you is the only way I have to measure time.
– Jorge Luis Borges (via roggyscanvas)
Remember that at any given moment there are a thousand things you can love.
– David Levithan, The Realm of Possibility (via bookmania)
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History is full of people who out of fear or ignorance or the lust for power...
– Carl Sagan, Cosmos
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We’re like merging typhoons, and we’re dancing in the ocean. We have the striking tendency to move around a common pivot. We appear like we’re dancing or circling around each other, unaware that we’re destined to unite at a place, with you swirling in a counter-clockwise direction.
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The apartment was entirely, was only, for her: a wall of books, both read and...
– Claire Messud
I’ve loved you ever since the day you broke your slate over my head.
– L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables (via bookmania)
You get a strange feeling when you’re about to leave a place, I told him, like...
– Azar Nafisi, Reading Lolita in Tehran (via 4mbivalent)
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