Anusha

“Westward on the high-hilled plains
Where for me the world began,
Still, I think, in newer veins
Frets the changeless blood of man.

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There, when hueless is the west
And the darkness hushes wide,
Where the lad lies down to rest
Stands the troubled dream beside.

There, on thoughts that once were mine,
Day looks down the eastern steep,
And the youth at morning shine
Makes the vow he will not keep.”
― A.E. Housman, A Shropshire Lad

“Change is like the skin peeling off of a snake. It is slow. It is sticky. And sometimes you have to rub against a hard place to pull yourself through it. But in the end, you realize that it was worth it all to get the the new place and new person you have become.”
― Stella Payton

“I don't like to feel so crazy about someone," he said. "I don't like to feel like my happiness is so tied up in another person.”
― Gabrielle Zevin, Memoirs of a Teenage Amnesiac

“There are very few friends that will lie down with you on empty streets in the middle of the night, without a word. No questions, no asking why, just quietly lay there with you, observing the stars, until you're ready to get back up on your feet again and walk the last bit home, softly holding your hand as a quiet way of saying “I'm here”.
It was a beautiful night.”
― Charlotte Eriksson, Empty Roads & Broken Bottles: in search for The Great Perhaps