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Telten dufter af hyacinter, og der er ingenting at være bange for.

Hun var ikke et perfekt menneske -men hun var hans

Sønnen kan godt lide ord, faderen kan godt lide tal - det er to forskellige sprog.

“Once your goodbye is perfect, you have to leave me and not look back. Live your life. It’s an awful thing to miss someone who’s still here.”
“And I don’t think you need to be scared of forgetting me.”
“No?”
“No. Because if you forget me then you’ll just get the chance to get to know me again and you’ll like that because I’m actually a pretty cool person to get to know.”

“I’ll tell you about her when you forget, Grandpa, first thing every morning.”
“Tell me that we danced, Noah, tell me that that’s what it’s like to fall in love. Like you don’t have room for yourself on your own feet.”
😭😭😭

“I know that the way home is getting longer and longer every morning, but I loved you because your brain and your world was always bigger than everyone else’s. There’s still a lot of it left.”

“You have never become ordinary to me, my love. You are electric shocks and fire.”

“My memories, they’re running away from me, my love, like when you try to separate oil and water. I’m constantly reading a book with a missing page and it’s always the most important one.”

“…the man who taught him to fish and never to be afraid of big thoughts and to look at the night sky and understand that it’s made of numbers. Mathematics has blessed the boy in that sense because he’s no longer afraid of the thing that almost everyone else is terrified of: infinity. Noah loves space because it never ends, never dies. It’s the one thing in his life that’ll never leave him.”

“Those who hasten to live are in a hurry to miss.”

HOLY SHIT I AM BAWLING