#lon

I feel like I could be the best, but I’m not going to openly admit that. At least not to any of my clones. ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#clone #funny #humor #funny

Really, I'm trying to care, Artemis, really. But I thought it was all supposed to be over when the fat lady sings. Well, she's singing, but it doesn't appear to be over ↗

— Eoin Colfer

#colfer #colony #demons #eoin #fowl

Agatha and I rode off towards the sunset together. On a unicycle. Two bodies, one wheel, one seat, one love. And tomorrow Agatha’s clone and I will ride off towards the sunrise together. On a bicycle. Two bodies, two wheels, one seat, two loves, one chance to make our lives really ours, despite being a derivative. ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#clone #love #love

Something always brings be back to you, it never takes too long ↗

— Sara Bareilles

#love #sara-bareilles #takes-too-long #love

Is it still considered a heartache when in fact, it's your entire body and soul that feel broken? ↗

— Jaf Liethers

#heartache #loneliness #love #quote #romance

I am taking this in, slowly, Taking it into my body. This grief. How slow The body is to realize You are never coming back. ↗

— Donna Masini

#sad-love #love

People run away to be alone,' he said. Some people had to be alone. ↗

— William Trevor

#people #love

I’m tired of pretending, tired of acting like everything’s okay, tired of not being with him… ↗

— Terra Elan McVoy

#love #pretending #tired #love

Her name is Denise, and she has green eyes and red hair. Well, this week. Last week her hair was dyed blonde, and she had blue eyes. Or maybe that was a different woman. I don’t know. All I know is that she is my soul mate.
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— Jarod Kintz

#blue-eyes #green-eyes #love #red-hair #soul-mate

Human beings, in point of fact, are lonely by nature, and one should feel sorry for them and love them and mourn with them. It is certain that people would understand one another better and love one another more if they would admit to one another how lonely they were, how sad they were in their tormented, anxious longings and feeble hopes. ↗

— Halldór Laxness

#love