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  • #1
    Jennifer Donnelly
    “We're not punished for our sins, lad. We're punished by them.”
    Jennifer Donnelly, The Tea Rose
    tags: sins

  • #2
    Jennifer Donnelly
    “She was his soulmate, as much a part of him as the very flesh and bone that made him. She was with him, in him, in everything he did. She was everything he wanted from his life, the very measure of his dreams.”
    Jennifer Donnelly, The Tea Rose

  • #3
    Jennifer Donnelly
    “It's only the body that's gone. Only the body. There's a part that doesn't go in the ground, a part that stays inside you forever.”
    Jennifer Donnelly, The Tea Rose

  • #4
    Jennifer Donnelly
    “It was an amazing feeling, to succeed at something. It was a new feeling for her -- part happiness, part pride -- and she relished it.”
    Jennifer Donnelly, The Tea Rose

  • #5
    Jennifer Donnelly
    “It was a trick. It was this place, all the memories. His longing heart and the darkness conspiring. But his eyes told him it was no trick. He jumped down off the steps and walked toward her. Hoping. Fearing. He'd done this before. So many times. Caught sight of a slender black-haired woman and impulsively called to her, only to have her turn and gaze at him with eyes that were questioning, coldly polite, and never, ever hers.”
    Jennifer Donnelly, The Tea Rose

  • #6
    Jennifer Donnelly
    “The day you stop dreaming you might as well take yourself down to the undertaker’s, for you’re as good as dead.”
    Jennifer Donnelly, The Tea Rose

  • #7
    Димитър Димов
    “Ако изпушиш три цигари, четвъртата ще ти се стори безвкусна. Ако прекараш две нощи в любов, третата ще те отегчи. А нейните цигари и нейната любов от десет години насам бяха едни и същи!”
    Димитър Димов, Тютюн

  • #8
    Димитър Димов
    “Тя усети изведнъж, че все пак нещо й липсваше през този дъждовен пролетен ден, нещо, от което бе имала нужда винаги, но което прогниваше съзнателно, за да не я върне към миналото й. Тя го усети внезапно и бурно. Това вече не беше той, а само вълнението, което изпитваше към него, само сълзите и радостта, с които някога я изпълваше той.”
    Димитър Димов, Тютюн

  • #9
    Димитър Димов
    “Познатият глас, тъмните очи парализираха мисълта й, подчиняваха волята й, обхващаха цялото й същество с магията на октомврийския следобед преди четири години, когато го видя за първи път. Някаква сила я тласкаше отново към мъчителното и сладостно чувство на миналото.”
    Димитър Димов, Тютюн

  • #10
    Димитър Димов
    “Ала тя усещаше, че не можеше да се спаси от нещо друго, което бе по-страшно от отнемането на богатството и отмъщението на гладните. И това бе нейната собствена вътрешна разруха. Това бе пепелта от всичко, което бе преживяла досега, и от ужаса на тази нощ, който се бе превърнал изведнъж в мрачна апатия, така че тя не мислеше вече нито за сърцето, което престана да тупти в ръцете й, нито за възмездието, което се изсипа върху фон Гайер, нито за олющената паница с риванол и ранените партизани, които превърза с дрипи и които щяха да бъдат доубити от немците. Сега тя бе напълно изчерпан, студен, безжизнен човек.”
    Dimitar Dimov

  • #11
    Димитър Димов
    “Дори най-честните съдии развързват очите на Темида, когато разглеждат дело за тридесет милиона.”
    Dimitar Dimov, Тютюн

  • #12
    Radostina A. Angelova
    “Неизреченото съществува. Родено в ума, то вече притежава форма, цвят, вкус, мирис. Може да се докосне, може да докосва. Мислите също създават реалност, но върху нея човекът упражнява дори по-малък контрол отколкото върху действителността.”
    Radostina A. Angelova, Афиши в огледалото

  • #13
    Radostina A. Angelova
    “Там, където идва любовта, настава светлина. Но там, където лумва светлина – започват да се появяват и сенки…А в сянката нищо читаво не може да вирее: само болести и проблеми. И по тези сенки влюбените се разпознават най-добре, няма начин да се скрият”
    Radostina A. Angelova, Афиши в огледалото

  • #14
    Michelle Gable
    “Life moves on, the world moves on, the seeds we plant continue to grow.”
    Michelle Gable, A Paris Apartment

  • #15
    Melanie Gideon
    “Was he even planning on coming to meet me? Or did he change his mind at the last minute? Did he decide he liked me better at a distance? That meeting the real me would ruin his fantasy? And what about my fantasy? That there was a real man out there who saw me. A man who couldn’t stop thinking about me. A man who made me feel like a woman worthy of being obsessed about.”
    Melanie Gideon, Wife 22

  • #16
    Susan Pease Banitt
    “PTSD is a whole-body tragedy, an integral human event of enormous proportions with massive repercussions.”
    Susan Pease Banitt

  • #17
    Dare to love yourself as if you were a rainbow with gold at both ends.
    “Dare to love yourself
    as if you were a rainbow
    with gold at both ends.”
    Author-Poet Aberjhani, Journey through the Power of the Rainbow: Quotations from a Life Made Out of Poetry

  • #18
    Rupi Kaur
    “The kindest words my father said to me
    Women like you drown oceans.”
    Rupi Kaur, Milk and honey

  • #19
    Rupi Kaur
    “i am a museum full of art
    but you had your eyes shut”
    Rupi Kaur, Milk and honey

  • #20
    Rupi Kaur
    “i don’t know what living a balanced life feels like
    when i am sad
    i don’t cry i pour
    when i am happy
    i don’t smile i glow
    when i am angry
    i don’t yell i burn
    the good thing about
    feeling in extremes
    is when i love
    i give them wings
    but perhaps
    that isn't
    such a good thing
    cause they always
    tend to leave and
    you should see me
    when my heart is broken
    i don't grieve
    i shatter”
    Rupi Kaur, Milk and honey

  • #21
    Rupi Kaur
    “The thing about writing is I can't tell if it's healing or destroying.”
    Rupi Kaur, Milk and honey

  • #22
    Rupi Kaur
    “when you are broken
    and he has left you
    do not question
    whether you were
    enough
    the problem was
    you were so enough
    he was not able to carry it”
    Rupi Kaur, Milk and honey

  • #23
    “It’s like, you know, it doesn’t matter what you do, even if you try to replicate an experience down to every last detail, it’ll never be the way it was when it happened naturally the first time.”
    J.A. Redmerski, The Edge of Always

  • #24
    Laurie Halse Anderson
    “I am angry that I starved my brain and that I sat shivering in my bed at night instead of dancing or reading poetry or eating ice cream or kissing a boy...”
    Laurie Halse Anderson, Wintergirls

  • #25
    Bob Marley
    “You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She's not perfect—you aren't either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break—her heart. So don't hurt her, don't change her, don't analyze and don't expect more than she can give. Smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad, and miss her when she's not there.”
    Bob Marley

  • #26
    Novalis
    “Poetry heals the wounds inflicted by reason.”
    Novalis

  • #27
    “You don't need another Human Being to make your life complete, but let's be honest. Having your wounds kissed by someone who doesn't see them as disasters In your soul, but cracks to put their love into, Is the most calming thing In this World.”
    Emery Allen

  • #28
    Alysha Speer
    “I choose to write because it's perfect for me. It's an escape, a place I can go to hide. It's a friend, when I feel out casted from everyone else. It's a journal, when the only story I can tell is my own. It's a book, when I need to be somewhere else. It's control, when I feel so out of control. It's healing, when everything seems pretty messed up.
    And it's fun, when life is just flat-out boring.”
    Alysha Speer

  • #29
    Charles Bukowski
    “I will remember the kisses
    our lips raw with love
    and how you gave me
    everything you had
    and how I
    offered you what was left of
    me,
    and I will remember your small room
    the feel of you
    the light in the window
    your records
    your books
    our morning coffee
    our noons our nights
    our bodies spilled together
    sleeping
    the tiny flowing currents
    immediate and forever
    your leg my leg
    your arm my arm
    your smile and the warmth
    of you
    who made me laugh
    again.”
    Charles Bukowski

  • #30
    Charles Bukowski
    “I felt like crying but nothing came out. it was just a sort of sad sickness, sick sad, when you can't feel any worse. I think you know it. I think everybody knows it now and then. but I think I have known it pretty often, too often.”
    Charles Bukowski, Tales of Ordinary Madness



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