Perhaps, somewhere, some day, at a less miserable time, we may see each other again.
I want love to be simple. I want to trust without thinking. I want to be generous with my affection and patience and love unconditionally. It is easier to love a person with their flaws than to weed through them. I want to love the whole person, not parts; and this is how I want to be loved.
— Jewel Kilcher,
Chasing Down the Dawn (via
larmoyante)
Do you understand the sadness of geography?
— Michael Ondaatje,
The English Patient (via
larmoyante)
I hear a small voice
in the back of my mind
and it is chanting a prayer:
‘Please don’t fall in love again,
please don’t fall in love again.’
Maybe this time I will listen.
Maybe this I will learn.
It isn’t possible to love and part. You will wish that it was. You can transmute love, ignore it, muddle it, but you can never pull it out of you. I know by experience that the poets are right: love is eternal.
— E.M. Forster,
A Room with a View (via
larmoyante)
I know I’m running late—I’m sorry. Things haven’t worked out the way I planned. But believe me when I tell you I am on my way.
The first boy I fell in love with didn’t know I loved him, but he managed to break my heart anyway.
It hurts to leave a light on for nobody.
