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  • #1
    “And in the end, we were all just humans, drunk on the idea that love, only love, could heal our brokenness.”
    Christopher Poindexter

  • #2
    “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.”
    Christopher Poindexter

  • #3
    “If darkness is really not darkness at all, but rather, the absence of light, then my flaws are not really flaws at all, but rather, the absence of you.”
    Christopher Poindexter

  • #4
    “Chaos is an angel who fell in love with a demon”
    Christopher Poindexter

  • #5
    “I just want to
    smoke my cigarettes
    & drink my whiskey
    & for you to love me
    for the monster I am.”
    Christopher Poindexter

  • #6
    “I loved her not for the way she danced with my angels, but for the way the sound of her name could silence my demons”
    Christopher Poindexter

  • #7
    سركون بولص
    “وإذا ما صرخنا،
    إذا ما أفصحنا عن أصواتنا الأخرى
    فحتى الملائكة
    ستخفي رؤوسها تحت أجنحتها الثقيلة
    لئلا تسمع الصرخة.”
    سركون بولص, عظمة أخرى لكلب القبيلة

  • #8
    Lauren Oliver
    “Mama, Mama, help me get home
    I'm out in the woods, I am out on my own.
    I found me a werewolf, a nasty old mutt
    It showed me its teeth and went straight for my gut.

    Mama, Mama, help me get home
    I'm out in the woods, I am out on my own.
    I was stopped by a vampire, a rotting old wreck
    It showed me its teeth and went straight for my neck.

    Mama, Mama, put me to bed
    I won't make it home, I'm already half-dead.
    I met an Invalid, and fell for his art
    He showed me his smile, and went straight for my heart.

    -From "A Child's Walk Home," Nursery Rhymes and Folk Tales”
    Lauren Oliver, Delirium

  • #9
    “He has achieved success who has lived well, laughed often, and loved much;
    Who has enjoyed the trust of pure women, the respect of intelligent men and the love of little children;
    Who has filled his niche and accomplished his task;
    Who has never lacked appreciation of Earth's beauty or failed to express it;
    Who has left the world better than he found it,
    Whether an improved poppy, a perfect poem, or a rescued soul;
    Who has always looked for the best in others and given them the best he had;
    Whose life was an inspiration;
    Whose memory a benediction.”
    Bessie Anderson Stanley, More Heart Throbs Volume Two in Prose and Verse Dear to the American People And by them contributed as a Supplement to the original $10,000 Prize Book HEART THROBS

  • #10
    Louisa May Alcott
    “I am not afraid of storms, for I am learning how to sail my ship.”
    Louisa May Alcott, Little Women

  • #11
    Heidi Priebe
    “To love someone long-term is to attend a thousand funerals of the people they used to be. The people they’re too exhausted to be any longer. The people they don’t recognise inside themselves anymore. The people they grew out of, the people they never ended up growing into. We so badly want the people we love to get their spark back when it burns out; to become speedily found when they are lost.
    But it is not our job to hold anyone accountable to the people they used to be. It is our job to travel with them between each version and to honour what emerges along the way. Sometimes it will be an even more luminescent flame. Sometimes it will be a flicker that disappears and temporarily floods the room with a perfect and necessary darkness.”
    Heidi Priebe

  • #12
    نيكوس كازانتزاكيس
    “إن صلاتي ليست ندبة شحاذ، ولا اعترافات عاشق، ولا حسابات متواضعة لتاجر مقايضة صغير: وهبتك فاعطني.

    إن صلاتي هي تقرير من جندي إلى قائده: هذا ما فعلته اليوم.. هكذا حاربت لكي أنقذ قطاعي الخاص طوال المعركة، هذه هي المعوقات التي واجهتها.. وهكذا أفكر استعدادا لمعركة الغد.”
    نيكوس كزنتزاكس, تصوف: منقذو الآلهة

  • #13
    نيكوس كازانتزاكيس
    “إِن جميع الذين يَعيشونَ الأَسرار ، كَما تَرى . ليسَ لَديهم وَقت للكتابة ، وجميع االذين عندهم وقت ، لا يَعيشونَ الأَسرار . أَتفهم ؟”
    نيكوس كازنتزاكي



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