#ups

It won't happen yet, Ellen mused, mashing cooked carrots for Jill's lunch. Breakups seldom do. It will unfold slowly, one little tell- tale symptom after another like some awful, hellish flower. ↗

— Sylvia Plath

#love #dreams

The liberal groups spent months raising money so they could take down anyone President Bush nominated. But they have not been able to touch judge Roberts. ↗

— Michael Oxley

#anyone #been #bush #could #down

Madness is rare in individuals - but in groups, parties, nations, and ages it is the rule. ↗

— Friedrich Nietzsche

#groups #individuals #madness #nations #parties

How much better is silence; the coffee cup, the table. How much better to sit by myself like the solitary sea-bird that opens its wings on the stake. Let me sit here for ever with bare things, this coffee cup, this knife, this fork, things in themselves, myself being myself. ↗

— Virginia Woolf

#silence #solitude #coffee

Life is a beautiful journey, full of joy and pain You never know when it will end, don’t let a moment pass in vain… In the whole ruckus of life, nothing had I gained, I just wanted freedom, no more did I wanted to be chained… ↗

— Mehek Bassi

#breakups #broken #chained #emotions #end

Call me later, you’d said, so I could call you later, at night, and it is those nights I miss you, Ed, the most, on the phone, you beautiful bastard. ↗

— Daniel Handler

#break-ups #love #pain #beauty

I would rather die of love than let love die. ↗

— Rob Bignell

#love #romance #love

Only children believe they're capable of everything. They're trusting and fearless; they believe in their own power and get exactly what they want. When children grow up, they start to realize that they're not as powerful as they thought and that they need other people in order survive. Then the child begins to love and to hope his love will be requited; and as life goes on, he develops an ever-greater need to be loved in return, even if that means having to give up his power. We all end up where we are now: Grown-ups doing everything we can to be accepted and loved. ↗

— Paulo Coelho

#life

Pain was my tie to a past that a part of me wanted to hold on to. The more I hurt, the more I knew I loved, and that felt like a good thing. ↗

— Daria Snadowsky

#love

I prithee send me back my heart, Since I cannot have thine; For if from yours you will not part, Why, then, shouldst thou have mine? ↗

— John Suckling

#loss #love #love