“I hope that someday, somebody wants to hold you for twenty minutes straight, and that’s all they do. They don’t pull away. They don’t look at your face. They don’t try to kiss you. All they do is wrap you up in their arms, without an ounce of selfishness in it.”
— Unknown
Velimir Khlebnikov, from Collected Poems & Selected Writings; “Everland,”
“Happiness is not the absence of problems, it’s the ability to deal with them.”
— Steve Maraboli, Life, the Truth, and Being Free
“The past doesn’t need you anymore. Your future does.”
— Unknown
“When it’s over, leave. Don’t continue watering a dead flower.”
— Unknown
Jenny Slate, Little Weirds
Yves Olade, from Bloodsport; “When rome falls”
There needs to be more poetic descriptions of brown eyes in literature, so I wrote some.
It was as if the stars had lent their light to his eyes, etching their constellations into the rich black-brown and painting a sky of their own inside them.
Their eyes held the hue of tea-stained lace, soft and delicate and rich, a wash of gentle brown against the harsh dark shadows of the world.
Her eyes held the nostalgia of summer memories. It was the way they turned into the warmest brown under the sun, like the richest, darkest honey; the way tendrils of amber like the juice of a nectarine streaked their way through, wreathing the pupil in a symphony of golds.
Her eyes were bright and dancing, like the curious ruffled feathers of a sparrow — and as flighty as one, too, darting quickly and nervously away, her gaze fluttering across different spots of the room erratically.
His gaze locked on him, intense and searching. The black, shadowy depths of his eyes shrouded him, leaving him desperately scrabbling for an escape from the dark pull of his stare.
Their eyes had a distinct sense of antiquity to them, the precise hue of a worn, leather-bound book and the faded mahogany of a desk from a time long lost.
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Sophocles' Electra (tr. Peter Meineck & Paul Woodruff)
I think I might always be in some kind of love with you.
F. Cabanes
“I forgive people but that doesn’t mean I accept their behavior or trust them again. I forgive them for me, so I can let go and move on with my life.”
— Unknown
Quotes that will make you reflect on yourself and the things around you.
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