#hare

Words are symbols for shared memories. If I use a word, then you should have some experience of what the word stands for. If not, the word means nothing to you. ↗

— Jorge Luis Borges

#shared-experiences #experience

There is nothing like puking with somebody to make you into old friends. ↗

— Sylvia Plath

#humor #shared-ordeal #friendship

It's not about blood," says Lucius. "It's about who you share your life with. Where you feel you really belong. ↗

— Emma Cameron

#blood #family #share-your-life #family

Don’t try to hog loneliness and keep it all to yourself. Share it with a special someone.
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— Jarod Kintz

#alone #bizarre #funny #hog #humor

We want to obviously foster a relationship that we're a partner with states; that we all share the same goals of closing the achievement gap, just as the Congress does; and that we're practical and sophisticated enough to understand what they're talking about. ↗

— Margaret Spellings

#achievement #closing #congress #does #enough

I don't care what you say to me. I care what you share with me. ↗

— Santosh Kalwar

#love #poetry #share #life

Sharing tales of those we've lost is how we keep from really losing them. ↗

— Mitch Albom

#lose #memories #remember #share #tales

What makes loneliness an anguish is not that I have no one to share my burden, but this: I have only my own burden to bear. ↗

— Dag Hammarskjold

#bear #burden #i #loneliness #makes

Daddy had only just got into bed when, from the next room, a small voice called, "Hello?" "What do you want?" Daddy demanded, perhaps a trifle less patiently than usual. There came a long silence. Then from a sleepy child came the reply, "I don't want anything 'cept I just want to know somebody is there." That is the cry of million of hearts, millions who feel they can manage along through life as long as there is someone to share it with. ↗

— Francis Gay

#life #scared #share #son #life

Riley was quiet for a minute. She gathered her blanket all around her. "Paul always loved you, Alice. He knows I know that. I know he loves me, too. But it's different." Alice opened her mouth, but nothing came out at first. "He loved me once. But I think that part is over," she said slowly. "No, it's not. It hasn't even begun." Riley took Alice's bare foot in her hand and squeezed it. "I told him, though, that he better be good to you. When you came along, I said I'd share you, but I told him to remember that you're my sister. I loved you first." ↗

— Ann Brashares

#love #sisterhood #love