Larmoyante

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The unexpected connections we make might not last, yet stay with us forever.

Lost In Translation

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I want to spend a decade on just your hands until I can tell yours apart from someone else's just by brushing past them.

I want to spend a century on your mouth until I can taste you just by breathing near you.

In this land of living, beating things, I want to grow until the sky has to expand to make room for me. I want to know you like the river under my skin. I want our roots to make the earth weep.

Caitlyn Siehl, What We Buried

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It was a question I had worn on my lips for days - like a loose thread on my favourite sweater I couldn't resist pulling - despite knowing it could all unravel around me.

"Do you love me?" I ask.

In your hesitation I found my answer.

Lang Leav, Love & Misadventure

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Staying here, blaming them, and forever defining your life by what they did will only increase the pain. Worse, it will keep projecting out onto others. The more our pain consumes us, the more it will control us. And sadly, it’s those who least deserve to be hurt whom our unresolved pain will hurt the most.

Lysa TerKeurst, Forgiving What You Can’t Forget

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I had a sense of preparation for a love to come. Like the extension of canopies, the unrolling of ceremonial carpets, as if I must first create a marvelous world in which to house it, in which to receive adequately this guest of honor.

The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Volume One 1931-1934, Anaïs Nin

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You came into my life and made everything else feel like a rehearsal. Love always came to me as a question, but with you, it felt like an answer. I didn't know I had put up walls until you brought them crashing down. I couldn't figure out why love was different with you until I realized it hadn't been love with anyone else.

Lang Leav, With Anyone Else

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She wondered whether the books she loved consoled her precisely because they were the manifestations of her own isolation.

Rachel Cusk, Arlington Park

[larmoyante]

There is a vitality, a life force, an energy, a quickening that is translated through you into action, and because there is only one of you in all of time, this expression is unique. And if you block it, it will never exist through any other medium and it will be lost. The world will not have it. It is not your business to determine how good it is nor how valuable nor how it compares with other expressions. It is your business to keep it yours clearly and directly, to keep the channel open.

Martha Graham

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Nothing that happened makes me special. But my life is a gift that is too great — a debt I can never repay.

Thi Bui, The Best We Could Do

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I think there are people that help you become the person that you end up being, and you can be grateful for them, even if they were never meant to be in your life forever.

Bojack Horseman

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We live as we dream - alone. While the dream disappears, the life continues painfully.

Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness

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What are you currently reading?

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I want to fill my mouth with your name.

Pablo Neruda

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I want to throw a party for the heartbreak that turned you into a poet.

Mindy Nettifee

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He’s jealous of the moon, because you look at it. He’s jealous of the sun, because it warms you. I feel you, even when I’m not feeling you. I talk to you when I’m not talking to you. I love you, even when I’m not loving you.

Basquiat (1996) dir. Julian Schnabel

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Have you ever seen anything in your life more wonderful than the way the sun, every evening, relaxed and easy, floats toward the horizon

Mary Oliver, "The Sun"

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do you think there is anywhere, in any language, a word billowing enough for the pleasure that fills you, as the sun reaches out, as it warms you as you stand there, empty-handed—

Mary Oliver, "The Sun"