If love is a drug, then it's the kind that should be prescribed.
The pain is just a subtle reminder of how alive you made me feel.
Because sometimes you have to suffer without the things you want now so you can have everything you need later.
I want to leave you dazed and confused for a week with nothing but my name on your lips.
Most people think that they want spacious homes, but they don't realize how the emptiness of a large room just amplifies the emptiness in a broken heart. And we're all broken, in one way or another.
We feel the love of strangers every day in the things they do that affect us without our knowledge.
You're mine, and a piece of you will always belong to me the same way a piece of me will always belong to you.
It's funny how nothing really ever turns out the way we expect it to, no matter how certain the future seems. I guess we need to keep adjusting our dreams to fit reality, because life is not going to cooperate.
With every choice you risk the life you could have had. With every decision you lose it.
Not all stories have happy endings; but that doesn't mean they're not worth the read.
That time of day when the sun hasn't come up yet, but you can already feel it coming. It's an elusive warmth, like a subtle promise whispered in your ear and you can go on with your day knowing you've been given another chance to get it right.
It's not our mistakes that define us. It's the lessons we learn that show our true character.
Sometimes letting someone go is the ultimate act of love.
The quickest path to self- destruction is to push away the people you love.
Life has shown me all too often that there is no rhyme or reason to the cruelty inflicted upon humanity.
We may only ever have one great, passionate love, but sometimes it's best to leave that kind of love in the past. A love like that can't last forever.
This is the way we fall. First we lose our balance, teetering precariously on the edge of uncertainty, until, mercilessly, gravity takes over. You can't outshine gravity.
Once you see the good in someone, it's hard not to notice the good in everyone.
To go to sleep one night with your child nestled inside you and wake up the next with no evidence your child ever existed is like waking up in a nightmare that never ends.
You can't choose the road you take; you can only hope to avoid the potholes.
Fate is death. No one escapes it. But if you stick around long enough, you might find someone to help you cheat fate for a while. And when you can't cheat anymore, and fate finally catches up to you, maybe it won't seem so scary with that someone by your side.
We don't understand how much those small moments of closeness mean to us until they're taken away.
To love is to destroy pain. I love your heart.
I think I'm finally starting to realize that love isn't about fixing things or people. It's about sticking around when things can't be fixed.
This is a place where books are treasured "books that hold the sweetly magical smell of history; books that crackle when you open them and sigh when you close them; books that weigh heavy in your hands, not just your heart.
This is called "˜Black Box', for the girl who holds the key to mine.
There's a little blackness inside all of us.
Because family is not always the people with whom you share DNA. Sometimes, family is the person who fights the hardest for your happiness.
The lies we tell ourselves have more power to destroy us than any lie we are ever told by another.
Because blackbirds can't touch the sky if you never set them free.
When the stars fall down upon us And the last flame flickers out I'll be there to whisper in your ear I love your heart, babe, bring me home.
It's not just people who change. The world changes when we change. You can't deny it or prevent it. The minute you glimpse a future that isn't entirely filled with loneliness and despair, the world becomes a different place. Maybe the world isn't black. Maybe it's more like a murky gray with flashes of color here and there. Blink and you'll miss them.
I used to think fate was for religious nuts and people who were too afraid to take their fate into their own hands. Now I know the truth.
No one's perfect. And anyone who expects you to be perfect is just hiding something.
You may not be mine anymore, but I'm still lucky to have you in my life.
Love is not black and white. It's not even gray. Love is every shade of color in the spectrum, changing with every ray of light given and stolen. Sometimes you forget how much you love someone, until you realize their smile is like a spotlight shined on your heart.
You don't stop loving someone just because they've hurt you.
Fate is for fairy tales. It's a romantic notion. Luck is what happens when you're in the right place at the right time "¦ with the right person.
Hope. If I had to explain to someone what part of the human body carries the spirit I would say it is the same part that carries hope. You can't survive without hope.