Fate has a strange way of making plans.
These teenager looks aren't going to last forever, and that there are much better foundation to build a life upon than how attractive you are.
There is no word for our kind of friendship. Two people who don't see each other a lot, but can make each other effortlessly happy
He was my first boyfriend, and I made him my everything - he was my new life, my new love, my new compass point. I guess that's the danger with firsts - you lose all sense of proportion.
The assumption of the word reunion is that, once you're together again, you are united. Two as one. Pulling close to someone is only a temporary symbol. It's the way you breathe with each other that's the telltale sign.
Self-esteem can be so exhausting. I want to cut my hair, change my clothes, erase the pimple from the near-tip of my nose, and strengthen my upper-arm definition, all in the next hour.
fraught, adj. Does every “I love you” deserve an “I love you too”? Does every kiss deserve a kiss back? Does every night deserve to be spent on a lover? If the answer to any of these is “No,” what do we do?
Do I really have to find a word for it? Can't it just be what it is?
I am starting to get tired of relying on words. They are full of meaning, yes, but they lack sensation. Writing to her is not the same as seeing her face as she listens. hearing back from her is not the same as hearing her voice. I have always been grateful for technology, but now it feels as if there's a little hitch of separation woven into any digital interaction. I want to be there, and this scares me. All my usual disconnected comforts are bieng taken away, now that I see the greater comfort of presence.
Let me hold on to this the way it was, before I knew anything else.
She has been hanging on to the hope of him for so long that she doesn't realize there isn't anything left to hope for.
It’s as simple as that. Simple and complicated, as most true things are.
Even if neither of us got what we wanted, we found freedom in the third choices.
These words are now mine, but soon they’ll be ours.
You leave the phone on beside you as you fall asleep. I sit in my bed and listen to your breathing, until I know you are safe, until I know you no longer need me for the night.
I would always wait to take you home.
And I told you: I think of a photograph you took of me, up in Montreal. You told me to jump in the air, so in the picture, my feet are off the ground. Later, I asked you why you wanted me to do that, and you told me it was the only way to get me to forget about the expression on my face. You were right. I am completely unposed, completely genuine. In my mind’s eye, I picture myself like that, reacting to you.
So I said I wanted you to stay, even though nothing could stay the same.
That lasting things do, in fact, last.
You never let things go unanswered for too long. Emails. Phone calls. Questions. As if you know the waiting is the hardest part for me.
If you want to live within the definition of your own truth, you have to choose to go through the initially painful and ultimately comforting process of finding it.
Ignorance is not bliss. Bliss is knowing the full meaning of what you have been given.
Ted is smart and good-looking, but he doesn't use it to good effect, like a rich person that never gives to charity.
Even though it was hard to see you, it was good to see you.
I think they have compatible silences.
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