We're all going to die, all of us, what a circus! That alone should make us love each other but it doesn't. We are terrorized and flattened by trivialities, we are eaten up by nothing.
It's possible to love a human being if you don't know them too well.
I loved you like a man loves a woman he never touches, only writes to, keeps little photographs of.
Look, let me put it this way: with me, you’re number one and there isn’t even a number two.
My dear, Find what you love and let it kill you. Let it drain you of your all. Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness. Let it kill you and let it devour your remains. For all things will kill you, both slowly and fastly, but it’s much better to be killed by a lover. ~ Falsely yours
Love is kind of like when you see a fog in the morning, when you wake up before the sun comes out. It's just a little while, and then it burns away... Love is a fog that burns with the first daylight of reality.
Find what you love and let it kill you.
Something that never happens anywhere at any time.
and love is a word used too much and much too soon.
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