#your

Life surprises at every turn But it just wants you to learn You can't dictate how it should play For it will still take you by sway And when it does, learn to just be For it can see what you can't see Find your happiness wherever you are Stuck in muck but gaze at the stars ↗

— Laxmi Hichkad

#life

I remember when your name was just another name that rolled without thought off my tongue. Now, I can’t look at your name without an abundance of sentiment attached to each lettter. Your name, which I played with so carelessly, so easily, has somehow become sacred to my lips. A name I won’t throw around lightheartedly or repeat without deep thought. And if ever I speak of you, I use the English language to describe who you were to me. You are nameless, because those letters grouped together in that familiar form….. carries too much meaning for my capricious heart. ↗

— Coco J. Ginger

#love #love-story #memories #names #passion

[I]t doesn’t matter whom you love or where you move from or to, you always take yourself with you. If you don’t know who you are, or if you’ve forgotten or misplaced her, then you’ll always feel as if you don’t belong. Anywhere. (xiii) ↗

— Sarah Breathnach

#life #love #place #self-awareness #self-knowledge

One half of me is yours, the other half is yours, Mine own, I would say; but if mine, then yours, And so all yours. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#mine #yours #love

I can't understand how people can settle for having just one life. I remember we were in English class and we were talking about that poem by - that one guy. David Frost. 'Two roads diverged in a yellow wood-' You know this poem, right? 'Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, and sorry I could not travel both and be one traveler, long I stood and looked down one as far as I could, to where it bent in the undergrowth-" "I loved that poem. But I remember thinking to myself: Why? How come you can't travel both? That seemed really unfair to me. ↗

— Dan Chaon

#philosophical #life

Tenderness and Rot Tenderness and rot share a border. And rot is an aggressive neighbor whose iridescence keeps creeping over. No lessons can be drawn from this however. One is not two countries. One is not meat corrupting. It is important to stay sweet and loving. ↗

— Kay Ryan

#love

He admired bears because everyone was afraid to disturb them while they slept and fish were so in love with bears that they jumper right into their mouths. He ate meat and never felt bad about it unless he saw how the animal was slaughtered or if the meat was not cooked properly but he thought thrice about killing bus. ↗

— Robb Todd

#man #short-story #steal-me-for-your-stories #love

Any good marriage is secret territory, a necessary white space on society’s map. What others don’t know about it is what makes it yours. ↗

— Stephen King

#secret #yours #marriage

Think about it this way: While being married is about becoming the WIFE you are meant to be, being single allows you to focus on becoming the WOMAN you were born to be. ↗

— Mandy Hale

#being-married #being-single #finding-yourself #loving-yourself #marriage

‎Do not allow people to dim your shine because they are blinded. Tell them to put on some sunglasses, cuz we were born this way bitch! ↗

— Lady Gaga

#be-yourself #be-yourself