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If I knew words enough, I could write the longest love letter in the world and never get tired.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle.
Socrates
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Everything in me gravitates to you.
Bruce Adler
I traced my own lips trying to find where you left your last kiss until I realized you left it smoldering on my soul.
wordsmithinthewoods
Now that she had nothing to lose, she was free.
Paulo Coelho, Eleven Minutes
The Greek word for “return” is nostos. Algos means “suffering.” So nostalgia is the suffering caused by an unappeased yearning to return
Milan Kundera, Ignorance
Never apologize for burning too brightly or collapsing into yourself every night. That is how galaxies are made.
Tyler Kent White
I find comfort in knowing that people who I’ve cut out of my life are left with this version of me that simply doesn’t exist anymore. The memory and image of me that they have isnt who I am, and I’m happy that it’s that way. I’ve changed and grown and they wont ever get the chance to know the better version of myself that I’ve become during their absence.
I’m not used to being loved. I wouldn’t know what to do.
F. Scott Fitzgerald, More Than Just A House