the words, they speak to me.

i've collected quotes since before i can remember. these are a selection of them.

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Faith is believing in something when common sense tells you not to.

Doris Walker, Miracle on 34th Street (1947), dir. George Seaton

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It isn't that the dead don't talk...we've just forgotten how to listen.

Cheshire Cat, Alice By Heart, Steven Sater and Jessie Nelson

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I want so much. Enough for ten lifetimes. How can I stay here? How can I possibly make this my life? I want to mean something. To be someone other than just a girl who did not die.

David R. Gilham, Annelies

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Friend, if the only thing we have to gain in staying is each other, my god that is plenty. My god that is enough.

Andrea Gibson, “The Nutritionist”

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The world turns and the world spins, the tide runs in and the tide runs out, and there is nothing in the world more beautiful and more wonderful in all its evolved forms than two souls who look at each other straight on. And there is nothing more woeful and soul-saddening than when they are parted. [He] knew that everything in the world rejoices in the touch, and everything in the world laments in the losing.

Gary D. Schmidt, Lizzie Bright and the Buckminster Boy

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Everyone has his own private grief and inner battles and it's only the fear of how others might judge us that compels us to wear the mask in the first place.

Christina Croft, Most Beautiful Princess

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When the Marathon bombing happened, [she] had watched Boston become something she'd never seen, not even when the Red Sox won the World Series: It was communal, bonded, forged together. She thought that whole 'Boston Strong' thing was corny, but there was something true about it too. She felt a deep, aching affection for the city just then, even though there was maybe nothing left in it for her.

Richard Lawson, All We Can Do Is Wait

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I wonder how she could forget about it, a thing like that. And I wonder how she could go on living if she doesn't.

Cath Crowley, Words in Deep Blue

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...I forget how to separate my personality, the heart of who I am, from my body. I forget how to shield myself from the cruelties of the world.

Roxane Gay, Hunger: A Memoir of (My) Body

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It's always easy to blame other people for holding you back. But sometimes, the only person holding you back is...well...you.

David Levithan, Hold Me Closer: The Tiny Cooper Story

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It is so hard to stay afloat in a world that just wants to drown you.

Schuyler Peck

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But all of us were burdened, none of us free. For we'd been the children destined for a great war. The ones who'd run at it, into it, singing, and shouting happy adieus; not tormented souls, haunted by our stolen youth and absent friends, and our memories of another time. And peace, peace of mind and heart, was not God-given, not our birthright. Instead, it floated around us, teasingly. Peace. We all spoke of it, liked the sound of it, but it was a word already worn thin.

Judith Kinghorn, The Last Summer

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It's like singing on a boat during a terrible storm at sea. You can't stop the raging storm, but singing can change the hearts and spirits of the people who are together on that ship.

Anne Lamott, Bird by Bird

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History is not solely in our hands. And still you are called to struggle, not because it assures you victory but because it assures you an honorable and sane life.

Ta-Nehisi Coates, Between the World and Me

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The wait makes you better, she’d whisper, staring off after [him] into the sunshine and the noise and the swell of things to come. The wait is only the beginning.

greatestheights, a stoic mind and a bleeding heart (x)

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We're all dying. That's what defines the condition of living.

Winston Churchill, The Crown (2016)

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An English teacher at school once said to her, 'Alice, one thing I hope you never find out is that a broken heart hurts physically.' Nothing she has ever experienced has prepared her for the pain of this. Most of the time her heart feels as though it's waterlogged and her ribcage, her arms, her back, her temples, her legs all ache in a dull, persistent way: but at times like this this incredulity and the appalling irreversibility of what happened cripple her with a pain so bad she often doesn't speak for days.

Maggie O’Farrell, After You’d Gone