Your smile is what gets me through the day and my dreams of you are what gets me through the night.
If I write what I feel, it's to reduce the fever of feeling. What I confess is unimportant, because everything is unimportant.
The passion of being forever with one's fellows, and the fear of being left for a few hours alone, is to me wholly incomprehensible.
We are not held back by the love we didn't receive in the past, but by the love we're not extending in the present. Marianne Williamson
Love is . . . needing to be with this one person. No - it's more like wanting to need to be with this one person. Last semester my English professor read us this great Robert Frost quotation that went...
Remember that the most important thing is to try and love other people as much as they love you.
Man is more himself, man is more manlike, when joy is the fundamental thing in him, and grief the superficial. Melancholy should be an innocent interlude, a tender and fugitive frame of mind; praise...
... but all your 'sorrys' are gone when a person dies... That's why you have to say all your 'sorrys' and 'I love yous' while a person is living, because tomorrow isn't promised.
Pretty dresses, desperate hearts.
It is the madness produced by the absence of a longing without return, the weariness left by accomplished facts, the pain, in short, that promotes the interruption of all accustomed movement, the...
Two people can be in the same room and still be gone.
People grieve in different ways, some silently, some in anger, some in spite. Rarely does grief bring out the best in people, despite what local historians like to tell you.
To belong. To have family, to feel safe and loved and be the most important person in someone's life.
If I decide to end my life, psychologically I wouldn't have to go far, because mentally and emotionally I am more prepared for this than for the unplanned daily perturbations marking each morning and...
The last thing she'd wanted was anything as complicated as a relationship, for it felt as though there we're thought complication in her life already.
I was cold because nothing in my body was working as it should.
What could you do? Major Major asked himself again. What could you do with a man who looked you...
If I turned towards books, it was because they were the only sanctuary I knew, one I needed in order...
We all had to pay, but not for the crimes we were accused of. There were other scores to settle.
Hope for some means its loss for others; when the hopeless regain some hope, those in power--the...
The Red Lion was a four-ale bar with a handful of lowbrowed sons of toil who looked as though they...
if you don't understand something, you can't approximate it. You're really just guessing.
Why are they going to disappear him? I don't know. It doesn't make sense. It isn't even good...
Keep in mind that when we talk of a great painting we are not really talking about anything great....
Read me back the last line. 'Read me back the last line,' read back the corporal who could take...