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  • #1
    “I will teach my daughter not to wear her skin like a drunken apology. I will tell her ‘make a home out of your body, live in yourself, do not let people turn you into a regret, do not justify yourself. If you are a disaster it is not forever, if you are a disaster you are the most beautiful one I’ve ever seen. Do not deconstruct from the inside out, you belong here, you belong here, not because you are lovely, but because you are more than that.

    — Azra T. “Your hands are threads, your body is a canvas”
    Azra T.

  • #2
    “I’ve stopped being sorry for all my soft. I won’t apologise because I miss you, or because I said it, or because I text you first, or again. I think everyone spends too much time trying to close themselves off. I don’t want to be cool or indifferent, I want to be honest. If I love you at 5AM, I’d damn well rather that you know I felt it. If I love you two hours later, I’ll tell you then too. Listen, I won’t wait double the time it takes for you to text me back because I don’t want to. I don’t care enough to be patient with you. I’m happy, you made me feel that way, don’t you want to know? So that’s how it’s going to be. I’m going to leave myself as open as a church door. And I’m going to wake you up before the crack of dawn to tell you that I’m fucking joyful, no pretending, not from me, not ever. Would you like some coffee, would you please kiss me? Here, these are my hands, this is my mouth, it is all yours.”
    Azra T.

  • #3
    “Find a love that makes you feel new, and better. Always like you’re moving and staying still at the exact same time.”
    Azra T.

  • #4
    Anis Mojgani
    “Will I be something?
    Am I something?
    And the answer comes:
    You already are.
    You always were.
    And you still have time to be.”
    Anis Mojgani

  • #5
    Anis Mojgani
    “When I go, bury me with nothing but my own skin. I spent far too many days trying to outrun this thing called mine. So, if I set myself into your arms would you hold me like the earth, quietly? I am yours. Give me a field, give me a big sky. A mountain. Give me your mouth. I’m just looking for a quiet place that I could die inside of.”
    Anis Mojgani

  • #6
    Anis Mojgani
    “Do not settle for letting these waves settle, or the dust to collect in your veins.”
    Anis Mojgani

  • #7
    Anis Mojgani
    “Cussing doesn’t come from a lack of vocabulary – I know all the other words. None of them speak the same language that my fucking heart does.”
    Anis Mojgani

  • #8
    Jalal ad-Din Muhammad ar-Rumi
    “Don’t grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form.”
    Rumi

  • #9
    Nick Hornby
    “People worry about kids playing with guns, and teenagers watching violent videos; we are scared that some sort of culture of violence will take them over. Nobody worries about kids listening to thousands - literally thousands - of songs about broken hearts and rejection and pain and misery and loss.”
    Nick Hornby, High Fidelity

  • #10
    José N. Harris
    “Tears shed for another person are not a sign of weakness. They are a sign of a pure heart.”
    José N. Harris, MI VIDA: A Story of Faith, Hope and Love

  • #11
    Alyson Noel
    “I guess by now I should know enough about loss to realize that you never really stop missing someone-you just learn to live around the huge gaping hole of their absence.”
    Alyson Noel, Evermore

  • #12
    John Keats
    “Give me books, French wine, fruit, fine weather and a little music played out of doors by somebody I do not know.”
    John Keats

  • #13
    John Keats
    “I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the Heart's affections and the truth of the Imagination.”
    John Keats

  • #14
    John Keats
    “We have woven a web, you and I, attached to this world but a separate world of our own invention.”
    John Keats

  • #15
    John Keats
    “I bade good morrow,
    And thought to leave her far away behind;
    But cheerly, cheerly,
    She loves me dearly;
    She is so constant to me, and so kind.

    - To Sorrow
    John Keats, The Complete Poems

  • #16
    John Keats
    “Ask yourself my love whether you are not very cruel to have so entrammelled me, so destroyed my freedom. Will you confess this in the Letter you must write immediately, and do all you can to console me in it — make it rich as a draught of poppies to intoxicate me —write the softest words and kiss them that I may at least touch my lips where yours have been. For myself I know not how to express my devotion to so fair a form: I want a brighter word than bright, a fairer word than fair.”
    John Keats, Bright Star: Love Letters and Poems of John Keats to Fanny Brawne
    tags: love

  • #17
    Junot Díaz
    “I couldn't help it. I tried to keep it down but it just flooded through all my quiet spaces. It was a message more than a feeling, a message that tolled like a bell: change, change, change.”
    Junot Diaz, The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao

  • #18
    Junot Díaz
    “...and in the gloaming of her dwindling strength there yawned a loneliness so total it was beyond death, a loneliness that obliterated all memory, the loneliness of a childhood where she’d not even had her own name”
    Junot Díaz, The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao

  • #19
    Junot Díaz
    “She would be a new person, she vowed. They said no matter how far a mule travels it can never come back a horse, but she would show them all.”
    Junot Díaz, The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao

  • #20
    Junot Díaz
    “You whispered my full name and we fell asleep in each other's arms and I remember how the next morning you were gone, completely gone, and nothing in my bed or the house could have proven otherwise.”
    Junot Díaz, This Is How You Lose Her

  • #21
    Junot Díaz
    “The truth is there ain’t no relationship in the world that doesn’t hit turbulence.”
    Junot Díaz, This Is How You Lose Her

  • #22
    Junot Díaz
    “Each morning, before Jackie started her studies, she wrote on a clean piece of paper: Tarde venientibus ossa.
    To the latecomers are left the bones.”
    Junot Díaz, The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao

  • #23
    Junot Díaz
    “It's exactly at these moments, when all hope has vanished, that prayer has dominion.”
    Junot Díaz, The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao

  • #24
    Junot Díaz
    “Love was a rare thing, easily confused with a million other things, and if anybody knew this to be true it was him.”
    Junot Díaz, The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao

  • #25
    Junot Díaz
    “Love is the great test of the human. The human is tested by our ability to withstand love. Love is so difficult, it is so challenging, it demands of us that we wreck it with ourselves. It demands of us an honesty that few of us could sustain.”
    Junot Díaz

  • #26
    Junot Díaz
    “Sometimes you just have to try, even if you know it won’t work.”
    Junot Díaz, Drown

  • #27
    Junot Díaz
    “What we [writers] do might be done in solitude and with great desperation, but it tends to produce exactly the opposite. It tends to produce community and in many people hope and joy.”
    Junot Diaz

  • #28
    Junot Díaz
    “I can see myself watching him shave every morning. And at other time I see us in that house and see how one bright day (or a day like this, so cold your mind shifts every time the wind does) he will wake up and decide it's all wrong. I'm sorry, he'll say. I have to leave now.”
    Junot Diaz, This Is How You Lose Her

  • #29
    Junot Díaz
    “You try every trick in the book to keep her. You write her letters. You quote Neruda. You cancel your Facebook. You give her the passwords to all your e-mail accounts. Because you know in your lying cheater’s heart that sometimes a start is all we ever get.”
    Junot Díaz, This Is How You Lose Her

  • #30
    Junot Díaz
    “You said i could call you when i wanted but that you wouldn’t call me. you have to decide where and when, you said. if you leave it up to me i’ll want to see you every day.

    At least you were honest, which is more than i can say for me.”
    Junot Díaz, This Is How You Lose Her



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