fuck yeah, literary quotes
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I am not a person and I am not an animal. There is something I am here for something I must do before I can go.
I can’t go back to yesterday because I was a different person then.
The person, be it gentleman or lady, who has not pleasure in a good novel, must be intolerably stupid.
I want to be the kind of person who can do that. Move on and forgive people and be healthy and happy. It seems like an easy thing to do in my head. But it’s not so easy when you try it in real life.
Between a man and a woman there was always one person who was stronger than the other one. That doesn’t mean the weaker one doesn’t love the stronger.
No one actually needs another person or another person’s love to survive. Love is when we have irrationally convinced ourselves that we do.
You expected to be sad in the fall. Part of you died each year when the leaves fell from the trees and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold, wintery light. But you knew there would always be the spring, as you knew the river would flow again after it was frozen. When the cold rains kept on and killed the spring, it was as though a young person died for no reason.
You never realize the holes a person leaves behind until you fall into them.
The problem is simply finding the right person. Ask Plato. Just make sure she finishes your thoughts and you finish hers. That’s all you need.
Sometimes the last person on earth you want to be with is the one person you can’t be without.
