“Love, I thought to myself abstractedly. Not ‘This is love’ or ‘Is this love?’ Not a sentence, not a certainty, not a thought with moving parts or direction. Just love, all of it, as it is. Whether it’s enough or not. Whether it’s real or we’re making it up. However shoddy it gets, or bent out of shape. It’s still extraordinary. However foolish, however vain. However badly it ends. Love.”—Julian Gough (Juno and Juliet)
“Nothing in the world is permanent, and we’re foolish when we ask anything to last, but surely we’re still more foolish not to take delight in it while we have it”
— W. Somerset Maugham (via theprincessleah)”—
“You say although we broke up
You still wanna be just friends
But how can we still be friends
When seeing you only breaks my heart again
And there ain’t nothing I can do about it”—Supremes - You Keep Me Hanging On (via anyasquotes)
There’s that one moment,
the moment when you’ve figured out how
much you’ve really let go,
& how much you’ve grown.
It’s that moment when you can’t look back,
yet you can’t seem to look too far into the future.
It’s that moment when you realize
that you’re living for yourself & no one else. ”—(via quotebits)
An angel of truth and a dream of fiction, A woman is a bundle of contradiction. She’s afraid of a wasp, will scream at a mouse, But will tackle a stranger alone in the house. Sour as vinegar, sweet as a rose, She’ll kiss you one minute, then turn up her nose, She’ll win you in rage, enchant you in silk, She’ll be stronger than brandy, milder than milk. At times she’ll be vengeful, merry and sad, She’ll hate you like poison, and love you like mad.