#los

What you believe shall be~comings... ↗

— Namasté Anonymous

#fear #freedom #hope #inspiration #inspirational

...Grandpa's mind had left us, gone wild and wary. When I walked with him I could feel how strange it was. His thoughts swam between us, hidden under rocks, disappearing in weeds, and I was fishing for them, dangling my own words like baits and lures. ↗

— Louise Erdrich

#love

But are the twin souls destined to be together? Synchronicity is at work here to bring the two back together again. How entrancing to find the same magical alchemy still at work, just as it was at the first meeting – a recognition of a deep rooted love so entrenched and so accepted, it could only have been forged in other lifetimes together. And probably that is what love at first sight is, recognition of an ancient love. ↗

— Chimnese Davids

#emotions #feelings #lost-love-letters #love

That what I need to survive is not Gale's fire, kindled with rage and hatred. I have plenty of fire myself. What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again. And only Peeta can give me that. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#life #loss #life

You can have a laugh in Los Angeles, or you can weep in Los Angeles, depending on your attitude towards it. ↗

— Miranda Richardson

#attitude #depending #laugh #los #los angeles

Reshuffllng of thoughts - facilitates a refreshed perspective to a mental deadlock! ↗

— Deeba Salim Irfan

#fiction-novel #loss #love #love-hurts #tears

Each day before the end of eve she sought her lover, nor would him leave, until the stars were dimmed, and day came glimmering eastward silver-grey. Then trembling-veiled she would appear, and dance before him, half in fear; there flitting just before his feet she gently chid with laughter sweet: 'Come! dance now, Beren, dance with me! For fain thy dancing I would see! ↗

— J.R.R. Tolkien

#love

Perhaps, this is what love has always been, whether it is for a woman of for a cause -- the readiness to give and not ask for anything in return, the unquestioning willingness to lose everything, even if that loss is as something as precious as life itself. ↗

— F. Sionil José

#love #selflessness #life

...you betrayed me, but after all those years I discover, my tears have wiped the slate clean... ↗

— John Geddes

#love-lost #tears #love

Do I ever feel like anything? ↗

— Nyrae Dawn

#pain #philosophical #romance #love