#aw

This changed nothing. Nothing at all. Noah Shaw was still a whore, still an asshole, and still painfully out of my league. This was my inner mantra, the one I repeated on a loop until Noah tilted his head and spoke. "You coming in?" Yes. Yes I was. ↗

— Michelle Hodkin

#noah-shaw #change

There is a kind of magicness about going far away and then coming back all changed. ↗

— Kate Douglas Wiggin

#going-away #magic #travel #change

See, that's the problem with men and women and relationshits. Shit. Relasinsips. Dammit. Relationships. There, I got it. ↗

— Jaci Burton

#change

People who want a cure, provided they can have it without pain, are like those who favour progress, provided they can have it without change. ↗

— Anthony de Mello

#progress #spirituality #change

A toast to great sex and a man who knows what to do with his cock. ↗

— Jaci Burton

#change

Would he have said he loved me? I would ask myself that for the rest of my life. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#rose-hathaway #life

Do I want to change the world? To a certain extent yeah. It needs to be changed... it needs a kick up the ass. ↗

— Green Day

#change

I wanted a metamorphosis, a change to fish, to leviathan, to destroyer. I wanted the earth to open up, to swallow everything in one engulfing yawn. I wanted to see the city buried fathoms deep in the bosom of the sea. I wanted to sit in a cave and read by candlelight. I wanted that eye extinguished so that I might have a chance to know my own body, my own desires. I wanted to be alone for a thousand years in order to reflect on what I had seen and heard - and in order to forget. ↗

— Henry Miller

#candlelight #caves #desires #forget #leviathan

It is easy to forget now, how effervescent and free we all felt that summer. Everything fades: the shimmer of gold over White Cove; the laughter in the night air; the lavender early morning light on the faces of skyscrapers, which had suddenly become so heroically tall. Every dawn seemed to promise fresh miracles, among other joys that are in short supply these days. And so I will try to tell you, while I still remember, how it was then, before everything changed-that final season of the era that roared. ↗

— Anna Godbersen

#memories #season #summer #change

There were moments, of course. Those small spaces in time, too soon gone, when everything seems to stand still, and existence is balanced on a perfect point, like the moment of change between the dark and the light, and when both and neither surround you. ↗

— Diana Gabaldon

#change