#ends

I wish I could say we all lived happily ever after. I can't. But I can say we lived. Our love for Nate lives, and he's left us this piece of himself in his art; it was his gift to us. We know him through his art, and I can take comfort in that. I guess the thing about high school is, it's the moment when you start to cross from a being a kid to being an adult, and this journey to know yourself begins. Nate's journey ended to early, and I thought I had to run away to some far-off land to start mine. But, for now, it seems to me that I have enough to explore right here. There's a whole continent to discover in myself, and I know that it's love - love for my parents, my friends, my brother, and my art - that will guide me. Love will be my map. ↗

— Lisa Ann Sandell

#cora #experiences #fondness #friendship #guidance

The art of conversation lies in listening ↗

— Malcolm Forbes

#friendship #listening #art

You pass people on the street, some are for you, some are not. ↗

— Robert Henri

#strangers #art

The economic, social and cultural progress of a nation depends on citizens counting for more and having more rights. ↗

— Jose Luis Rodriguez Zapatero

#counting #cultural #depends #economic #having

I mean that everything this afternoon has been too beautiful, and that perhaps everything together will never be so right again. I'm very glad therefore you've been a part of it. ↗

— Henry James

#the-wings-of-the-dove #beauty

Her eyes take on that suspicious, wounded look girls get when they know they've fallen off the top rung of friendship and someone else has passed them, but they don't know when or how the change took place. ↗

— Libba Bray

#friendship #libba-bray #beauty

You can put the girl in a relationship...," I began, putting my arm around her. "But you can't take the boy-crazy out of the girl," Cassie finished. ↗

— Jocelyn Davies

#a-fractured-light #boy-crazy #cassie #friends #girls

To be friends is a beautiful thing, Tessa, and I do not scorn it, but I have hoped for a long time now that we might be more than friends. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#lovers #beauty

She could afford anything, she could give anything, but she could not share a moment of her life with anybody. She was a beautiful and a glamorous diamond with an astronomical price tag, but to a crude reality — she was still a stone, a living stone. Nothing else but a stone in an aesthetic sense. ↗

— Ravindra Shukla

#friends #glamour #inspirational #love #money

You want a piece of all this fabulousness?" He gestured to himself. "Well, my best friend comes along with it. I wouldn't cut you out of my life, Clary, any more than I would cut off my right hand and give it to someone as a Valentine's Day gift." "Gross," said Clary. "Must you?" He grinned. "I must. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#clary-fray #simon-lewis #life