Letters Quotes
I am not a broken heart. I am not collarbones or drunken letters never sent. I am not the way I leave or left or didn’t know how to handle anything, at any time, and I am not your fault.
In practical life we are compelled to follow what is most probable
dear today, i spend all of you pretending i'm okay when i'm not, pretending i'm happy when i'm not, pretending about everything to everyone.
It will get easier each time, I think. I hope. I just have to keep trying.
Though these words will never find you, I hope that you knew I was thinking of you today….. and that I was wishing you every happiness.Love Always, The girl you loved once.
We are loved way more by some of the people who have not contacted us in the last twelve or so months than we are loved by some of those who contact us every twelve or so days … or hours.
I am not collarbones or drunken letters never sent. I am not the way I leave or left or didn’t know how to handle anything, at any time, and I am not your fault.
There is nothing like suspense and anxiety for barricading a human's mind against the Enemy. He wants men to be concerned with what they do
Figures are the most shocking things in the world. The prettiest little squiggles of black looked at in the right light and yet consider the blow they can give you upon the heart.
The awful part of the writing game is that you can never be sure the stuff is any good.
Innocence is the beginning of ignorance. Experience is the end of stupidity.
Embrace the fact that we are human. We are flawed, we aren’t invincible, but we are resilient, and we are alive. So we need to live as such
We had a great time hanging out with the nerdy girls of that suite and pretending to be so depressed and in pain. The problem was, you were never pretending
Mistakes happen and life is full of twists and turns, but you mustn’t let any set backs hold you back from moving forward. Life is too short to dwell on things that have gone wrong.
I only wrote prose before I met you. My musings were superfluous and serious as well. But now the words dance with me. I sing with them and we create poetry.
I didn't come up with the lie. It wasn't mine. They handed the lie to me, and I tried like hell to make it work for a while.
Because thou writest me often, I thank thee ... Never do I receive a letter from thee, but immediately we are together.
It is a great deal to fight while despising war, to accept losing everything while still preferring happiness, to face destruction while cherishing the idea of a higher civilization.
In raining bullets on those silent faces, already turned away from this world, you think you are disfiguring the face of our truth.
For all those landscapes, those flowers and those plowed fields, the oldest of lands, show you every spring that there are things you cannot choke in blood.
And despite the clamors and the violence, we tried to preserve in our hearts the memory of a happy sea, of a remembered hill, the smile of a beloved face.
This seems to be happening more and more, the dreams from the past blurring into reality and sadly, I preferred to be in the dream world rather than reality.
Only in hindsight can we see that out fears and worries were unwarranted, that insecurities and doubts were just illussions, or that we should have taken a risk or dared something new sooner.
Think not of the fragility of life, but of the power of books, when mere words have the ability to change our lives simply by being next to each other.
Think not of the fragility of life, but of the power of books, when mere words can change our lives simply by being next to each other.
Jesus himself did not try to convert the two thieves on the cross
Poetry isn’t an island, it is the bridge. Poetry isn’t a ship, it is the lifeboat. Poetry isn’t swimming. Poetry is water.
Do you know I get such a passion for reading sometimes its like the other passion -writing- only the wrong side of the carpet.
I'm accustomed to reading Georgian and Victorian letters and sometimes you simply know in your gut that a blithe sentence is covering up a deeper emotion.
Sometimes you just need the comforts of home, the familiarity of your own family bed and only the pampering a mother can do.
Remember that we always love and think of you. Always. Mother.
Our parents are the coolest parents ever. No other generation went on from writing letters to their own parents to sending snapchats to their own kids.
Only you can know the difference between your wants and your needs, and your sacrifice of your life's time to both.
Reading teaches us the nuances of humanity. To find the beauty of what is moral and ethical in your own actions and discover the strange subtlety of what it is to question why you should exist.
A good man lives for the joy in life and the happiness of being alive, not shackled to the wants of the future or the regrets of the past.
You know there's got to be a better way of life - somewhere, sometime, somehow - but you're not exactly sure what better is.
Sometimes we make being happy so difficult. And being thankful such a chore.
Time. Either you are for it or against it. So be here now. Not later.
I gather the last remnants of the evening’s breeze, so cool and lazy within my arms, feeling it curl up like a small and innocent kitten.
Spring is a time to make up a big bouquet of flowers for someone you love, or are trying to love, or are in love with.
Enjoy what you are learning and doing. This is one of the hardest concepts in the entire world to understand. Harder yet to put into practice.
No one OWES you a THING. So don’t EXPECT it. You’re on your OWN.
Make doing your best a habit, and you’ll never know not doing your best.
Be the greatest of who you were meant to be. Life goes on ferociously-with or without you. It is your choice. Truly and magnificently your choice.
Your time is your time. Be awake to it. It's hard work to be wisely alive.
But more importantly in my book of life, it's what you can't buy with money that is often more important than what you can buy.
If you don’t know how to grow old, don’t start learning how to grow old.