#echo

love is but an echo in her head ↗

— David Cantor

#echo #love #lyric #sequined-mermaid-dress #song

I was watching while you're dancing away, our love got fractured in the echo and sway. How come everybody wants to be your friend? You know that it still hurts me just to say it. ↗

— Elvis Costello

#echo #friendship #love #pain #friendship

If Death is your lover, you don't ever have to be afraid that he'll leave you. ↗

— Francesa Lia Block

#echo #love #death

All they told me was that he was forty-two when he died. I just wanted...to find out more about what kind of person he was. I could tell you more, amanda thought to herself. A lot more. She'd suspected the truth since Morgan Tanner had called, and she'd made some calls to confirm her suspicions. Dawson, she'd learned, had been taking off life support at CarolinaEast Regional Medical Center late Monday night. He's been kept alive long after doctors knew he would never recover, because he was an organ donor. Dawson, she knews, had saved Alan's life-but in the end, he'd saved Jared's as well. And for that meant...everything. I gave you the best of me, he'd told her once, and with every beat of her son's heart, she knew he'd done exactly that. How about a quick hug," she said, "before we go inside?" Jared rolled his eyes, but he opened his arms anyway. "I love you, Mom," he mumbled, pulling her close. Amanda closed her eyes, feeling the steady rhythm in his chest. "I love you, too. ↗

— Nicholas Sparks

#heart #love #necholassparks #novel #romance

He squinted up at the straining muscular backs of the stone men supporing the dome. "You'll have to take me to some museums," he said. He was being the young man on the road, following the sun because gray weather made him suicidal, writing his poetry in his mind in diners and gas station men's rooms across the country. "But I did see a show of Hopper once. And I like his light. It was kind of lonely or something. Or, "The world's a mess, it's in my kiss,' like John and Exene say," he mumbled. We were in a leather store on Market Street being punks on acid with skunk-striped hair and steel-toed boots. ↗

— Francesca Lia Block

#francesca-lia-block #thorn #men

What you look like and how great you are rarely go hand in hand. Otherwise, we’d have no trouble judging good men from bad, now would we? ↗

— Dew Pellucid

#the-sound-and-the-echoes #inspirational

The best of a book is not the thought which it contains, but the thought which it suggests; just as the charm of music dwells not in the tones but in the echoes of our hearts. ↗

— John Greenleaf Whittier

#book #charm #contains #dwells #echoes

How cruelly sweet are the echoes that start, When memory plays an old tune on the heart. ↗

— Eliza Cook

#echoes #heart #how #memory #old

I will offer a choice, not an echo. ↗

— Barry Goldwater

#echo #i #offer #will

It is not so much the example of others we imitate as the reflection of ourselves in their eyes and the echo of ourselves in their words. ↗

— Eric Hoffer

#example #eyes #imitate #much #others