Saturday, November 14, 2009

She’s been everybody else’s girl…maybe one day she’ll be her own.
— Tori Amos

There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.
— Ernest Hemingway



It’s not okay because he made me laugh. Because I didn’t have to pretend to be anything other than who I am when I was with him. Because I don’t believe that stuff about finding your other half, but because I do believe that what you look for is someone who makes you a better person when you’re with them, who changes you for the better, who makes you the best person you can possibly be, and because I thought I had found that in [him].
— Mr. Maybe by Jane Green


I won’t call again, I promise, but I need to see you face to face… because I’m never as good as when you’re there…and I can see myself the way you look at me. And I’m sorry. If we could just get together and find some time to talk. Lets say all the things we never said.
— - Almost Famous


She was not happy and she was tired of pretending. If she left, she could become whomever she wanted. She could reinvent herself. She could come back to a changed world because she would be a changed person who no longer needed the masks she wore.
— Doris and Andrea Smeltzer, “Andrea’s Voice”

It’s when you hold eye contact for that second too long or maybe the way you laugh. It sets off a flash and our memories take a picture of who we are at that point when we first know “This is love.” And we clutch that picture to our hearts because we expect each other to always be the people in that picture. But people change. People aren’t pictures. And you can either take a new picture or throw the old one away.


Write it on your heart that each day is the best day of the year.
— Emerson



Accept everything about yourself, I mean everything. You are you and that is the beginning and the end, no apologizes, no regrets.
— Clark Moustakas

If someone breaks your heart, just punch them in the face. Oh sure, it seems obvious now, but you’d be amazed at how many people don’t think of it when it’s relevent. Seriously, just punch them in the face and go get some ice cream.
— chuck klosterman

Sometimes I wish I had never met you. Because then I could go to sleep at night not knowing there was someone like you out there.
— Good Will Hunting

Missing someone isn’t about how long it has been since you have seen them or the amount of time since you’ve talked. It’s about that very moment when you’re doing something and you wish that they were right there with you.

I have wasted thousands of kisses on you… kisses that I thought were special because of your lips and your smile and all your color and life. I used to think that was the real you, when you smiled. But now I know you didn’t mean any of it. You just save it all for your songs. Shame on me for kissing you with my eyes closed so tight.
— That Thing You Do


Because some people hang on when they should really let go.




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