"It's Just That I Need To Speak To Someone.

“Please do smack me if this is out of line, but you are the most exquisite woman I have ever seen in my life, and I would like to procure for you the most lavish drink in this establishment if you will let me.”

“You’re a charmer,” June says, smiling indulgently.

“And you are a goddess.”

—Red, white and royal blue

I fell in love with your hands

I want to give love a chance again.

In order to flee from the past and reach the future, we forget to live in the present.

I often sleep to avoid my feelings

Because night time is my worst time

And 2am is getting dangerous.

Just as clay needs to go through intense heat to become strong, Love can only be perfected in pain.

But Park’s face was like art. And not weird, ugly art either. Park had the sort of face you painted because you didn’t want history to forget it.

If she showed him how much she needed him, he’d run away.

Eleanor was right: She never looked nice. She looked like art, and art wasn’t supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make you feel something.

—Eleanor & Park, Rainbow Rowell

क्या कहे हम इश्क़ में ईस कदर बेज़ुबां हो गए

कि तुमसे जुदा होके हम तबाह हो गए।

Kya kahe ishq me is kadar bezubaan ho gaye

Ki tumse juda hoke hum tabaah ho gaye

In your memories, I am drunk on the poison named Love

नैनों से बहते मेरे नैना

जुदाई को सहते मेरे नैना