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340 pages, Kindle Edition
First published July 24, 2015
"It always comes back to T.I.M.E.
Make it yours. Make it count."
"Live true. Live deep. Live free."
Time waits for no man, and answers to no one. Time is kind of an asshole.
You can tell a lot about a person by how they choose to spend their time.
From what I can tell, there are two types of women. The ones who wait to recover flowers and the ones who out and pick them. The first type are the ones who prefer diamond around their neck to flowers in their hair.
And there are three types of men. Ones who do nothing, ones who buy you flowers from a store, and the ones who plant a field for the women they love.
Yet we try, as you must always try, to capture, to freeze, to absorb, to feel, to live in the moment as much as we can, for as long as we can. Pressing and pulling, we pause the moment with our hearts instead of mind. As time ticks on.
I choose to live like we have forever.
He chooses to live like there is no tomorrow.
We choose to live together for as long as we can.
Because a love like ours is worth fighting for, and more than that, it's worth living for.
"I read once that the Japanese believe you have three faces:
The first, you show to the world.
The second, to your close friends and family.
The third, you never show anyone and its the truest reflection of yourself."
"And life is different when you have company. Now, I've slowed my movements. I walk, instead of run, no longer keen or uncaring about reaching my destination but dreading it."
"And fighting with the people you love over petty things is a colossal and pitiful waste of time. No, we're all too aware of the importance of time, so we hold each other close and keep each other safe, choosing our words and actions with care, and treating each kiss and embrace as if they may be the last. Because they may."
"I would never leave my dad behind because he was always with me.
Even if he isn't constantly in my mind, he's forever in my heart."
"The time would come when I'd forget the words he'd said, the moments we'd shared, the laughs we'd had, the memories we'd made, and the life we'd lived together as a family."
"True love is not two half-lives joining to form a perfect circle. It's two people who were whole to begin with. Their individual circles join and overlap like a Venn diagram where their souls sit in-between, sharing the space instead of competing for it."
"I realize that the random flashback is a perfect example of how he lives on.
He's the voice inside my head, and the emotions in my heart. And he lives."
"Time comes and goes as it pleases and yet with perfect rhythm.
Like the moving of the tide or the rising of the setting sun."



