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They were wrong, love is never enough to keep someone with you.
Charles Bukowski, Tales of Ordinary Madness
-Charles Bukowski, Love Is a Dog from Hell
-J.R.R. Tolkien, the return of the king
-Vladimir Nabokov, from letter to Vera Nabokov dated July 1923, featured in Letters to Vera
Here is my hand, he said Here is my hand that will not harm you.
— Louise Glück Epithalamium from "Descending Figure.”
So all of it will heal one day or I will just get used to it?
-Yanyi, from Dream of the Divided Field: Poems; “The Friend”
-Ocean Vuong, from “Eurydice”, Night Sky with Exit Wounds
"I used to love September, but now it just rhymes with remember."
-Dominic Riccitello
“And then the sun took a step back, the leaves lulled themselves to sleep, and autumn awakened."
-Raquel Franco
-Isabel Allende, The House of the Spirits
Charles Bukowski, "legs, hips and behind," from What Matters Most is How Well You Walk through the Fire
-Christina Rossetti, from "Echo", The Complete Poems
—Haruki Murakami, 1Q84
Marguerite Duras, from The Easy Life
And for you, a thousand times over I will.
— Vladimir Nabokov, Letters to Véra
Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist
"That was a long time ago, but it’s wrong what they say about the past, I’ve learned, about how you can bury it. Because the past claws its way out. Looking back now, I realize I have been peeking into that deserted alley for the last twenty-six years".
-Khaled Hosseini, The kite runner
The most toughest part in any relation is give up,giving up on that person you once gave the world to. You stop giving explanation, you stop expecting things and even though you want to you just stop yourself from going near that person because you know doesn't matter how much you love them or how many times you forgive them, when you will leave because of the pain they cause you they will not even stop you. Their's some silence in the conversation and some words behind the silence which you both don't listen to anymore or don't tend to listen. Sometimes your heart wants to give them the explanation, wants to tell them each and every thing running through your mind but... But you don't cause you know it will not change a single thing so you backspace the whole paragraph and let them be in peace and that's my friend is the most broken part.
It was June, and the world smelled of roses. The sunshine was like powdered gold over the grassy hillside.
-Maud Hart Lovelace, Betsy-Tacy and Tib
The fact that no one knows where I am is my only happiness. If only I could prolong this forever! It would be far more just than death. I am empty and futile in every corner of my being, even in my unhappiness.
-Franz Kafka, Letters to Felice
You know the feeling when you are scrolling and you found one poetry or quote and it hits you so hard like those are the words you want to scream, that is the feeling you are getting, you want to express yourself but you never found the right words and when you saw those lines you found your pieces in it
Hearts are breakable, and I think even when you heal, you're never what you were before.
No, I can never fall in love with you again cause I never fell out of love