You have to be quite heavily invested in someone to do them the honour of telling them you’re annoyed with them.
I enjoy controlled loneliness. I like wandering around the city alone. I’m not afraid of coming back to an empty flat and lying down in an empty bed. I’m afraid of having no one to miss, of having no one to love.
I suddenly understood that if every moment of a book should be taken seriously, then every moment of a life should be taken seriously as well.
The place to improve the world is first in one’s own heart and head and hands, and then work outward from there.
The reason we struggle with insecurity is because we compare our behind-the-scenes with everyone else’s highlight reel.
Help me love you, won’t you darling? For I am a simple man, always in need of a gentle hand and a heart of patience. Let me learn what it means to soothe your pain, and what it is that you seek at the end of the day; because I’m trying, and I’ll always be wanting to love you more.
She buried her ears into the calm of his heartbeat, and in a matter of seconds: fell terribly in love with the way her loneliness fell softly and suddenly, asleep, in his chest.
I like the dark part of the night, after midnight and before four-thirty, when it’s hollow, when ceilings are harder and farther away. Then I can breathe, and can think while others are sleeping, in a way can stop time, can have it so – this has always been my dream – so that while everyone else is frozen, I can work busily about them, doing whatever it is that needs to be done, like the elves who make the shoes while children sleep.
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