would like to lie next to him in the dark and watch him breathe and
watch him sleep and wonder what he's dreaming about and not get an
inferiority complex if the dreams aren't about me.
2) I always think of each night as a song. Or each moment as a song.
But now I'm seeing we don't live in a single song. We move from song
to song, from lyric to lyric, from chord to chord. There is no ending
here. It's an infinite playlist.
3) I mean, who you want to screw and whether you screw them? Those are
important questions, I guess. But they're not that important. You know
what's important? Who would you die for? Who would do you wake up at
five forty-five in the morning for even though you don't even know why
he needs you?
4) I mean, I don't know how the world broke. And I don't know if
there's a God who can help us fix it. But the fact that the world is
broken - I absolutely believe that. Just look around us. Every minute
- every single second - there are a million things you could be
thinking about. A million things you could be worrying about. Our
world - don't you just feel we're becoming more fragmented? I used to
think that when I got older, the world would make so much more sense.
But you know what? The older I get, the more confusing it is to me.
The more complicated it is. Harder. You'd think we'd be getting better
at it. But there's just more and more chaos. The pieces - they're
everywhere. And nobody knows what to do about it. I find myself
grasping, Nick. You know that feeling? That feeling when you just want
the right thing to fall into the right place, not only because it's
right, but because it would mean that such a thing is still possible?
I want to believe that.
5) I wanted to talk to someone. But who? It's moments like this, when
you need someone the most, that your world seems smallest.
6) There are just lots of possibilities in the world... I need to keep
my mind open for what could happen and not decide that the world is
hopeless if what I want to happen doesn't happen. Because something
else great might happen in between.
7) In a field, I am the absence of field. In a crowd, I am the absence
of crowd. In a dream, I am the absence of dream. But I don't want to
live as an absence. I move to keep things whole. Because sometimes I
feel drunk on positivity. Sometimes I feel amazement at the tangle of
words and lives, and I want to be a part of that tangle. "Game over,"
you say, and I don't know which I take more exception to - the fact
that you say it's over or the fact that you say it's a game. It's only
over when one of us keeps the notebook for good. It's only a game if
there is an absence of meaning. And we've already gone too far for that.
8) Things change all the time, mostly in little ways.
9) The universe doesn't decide what's right or not right. You do.
10) You see, Dash - I was never the girl in your head. And you were
never the boy in my head. I think we both knew that. It's only when we
try to make the girl or boy in our head real that the true trouble
comes. I did that with Carlos, and it was a bad failure. Be careful
what you're doing, because no one is ever who you want them to be. And
the less you really know them, the more likely you are to confuse them
with the girl or boy in your head.
11) You like someone who can't like you back because unrequited love
can be survived in a way that once-requited love cannot.
12) gIt doesn't have to be on Valentine's Day. It doesn't have to be
by the time you turn eighteen or thirty-three or fifty-nine. It
doesn't have to conform to whatever is usual. It doesn't have to be
kismet at once, or rhapsody by the third date.
It just has to be. In time. In place. In spirit.
It just has to be.h
\ David Levithan
13) gMaybe our favorite quotations say more about us than about the
stories and people we're quoting.h
14) And it's not a betrayal of someone you've loved and who's gone if
you then give love to another person. As long as that person is worthy
of it.
15) I don'tc really know what's happening to me... I'm getting more
and more mixed up. I'm sorry I hurt you. It was wrong. You're the last
person I want to hurt. Please don't be angry with me. I'm just not
doing very much right at the moment.
16) That's what happens when you die. You disappear. Goodnight, Vienna.
17) He said it's the engine that started creation and keeps it
running. He said it's there all the time, even if we can't hear it,
and it'll never ever die. I know that sounds a bit strange but that's
what he said. I've no idea if it's true or not.
18) I don't think that's how your dad saw the firmament. I think he
saw it as a place of beauty. And he used to sat it's not just above us
but inside us as well. He said we carry our own firmament with us.
It's physical and metaphysical. He said some of the sounds he heard -
some of the sounds you hear - can't be measured or recorded because
they're too subtle and the only instrument sensitive enough to pick
them up is the human soul.
19) If our lives are just dreams, why do they hurt so much?
20) sometimes a man doesn't know what to do about things
and sometimes it's best to lie very still
and try not to think at all
about anything
21) my dear, I say, there are men out there now
picking tomatoes, lettuce, even cotton,
there are men and women dying under the sun,
there are men and women dying in factories
for nothing, a pittancec
I can hear the sound of human lives being ripped to piecesc
you don't know how lucky we
arec
22) all that really mattered was
going someplace
the faster the better
because it left less waiting to die.
23) you must some day die for nothing
as I
have lived.
24) pull a string, a puppet movesc:
each man must realize
that if can all disappear very
quickly:
25) and you'll be standing, drunk,
in the center of it and she'll ask:
my god, what's the matter?
and you'll answer: I don't know,
I don't knowc
26) the motion of the human heart goes on
and on
and on and on
for a while.
27) voices - charles bukowski
28) I know I went mad, almost as
an act of theory:
the lost are found
the sick are healthy
the non-creators are the creators.
29) he just typewrites. sometimes even
bad writers tell the truth.
30) I know that my chances have narrowed down to
almost nothing
31) (what you
must understand
is
that most things
just won't work, so
you don't try to save
them, and by the time you learn this
you've run out of years)
32) we have
said the necessary things, and
getting out is next, only I'd like
to say
no matter what they've said,
I've never been mad
at anything.
33) dreamlessly - Charles bukowski
34) New Year's Eve always terrifies
me
life knows nothing of years.
35) and I think,
I will never understand men,
but I have lived
it through.
36) She reminded him of the laws of electromagnetism;
F= qv x B
where F, force, was Cora, and q the charged particles were in his body
and v the rate at which they were being sucked backwards toward her. B
was the inside of the Renault, a moving magnetic field, with the sun
dappling, the air rushing and Felicity chatting and the white lines of
the road flicking past, like heartbeats.
37) I don't believe in no Sidhe, Rur. That's baby stuff. I believe in
now. That's all there is. Here and now. Today.
38) We sat in silence. But silent words are the loudest.
39) I smiled. I held the life of the person I loved most like a frail
moth in the palm of my hand. But it was safe there. Safe always.
40) Suffering Saviour. Dying's like this, he thought. Painful.
Beautiful. You stretch out your hands. You meet it like a lover, on
cruise-control to your coffinc In the midst of life, Fergus. In the
midst of life we are in death.
41) They say drowning's a pleasant death.
42) The ocean is vast, Fergus. You can see no end to it. It's like
looking at eternity.
43) Perhaps he'd always had a suspicion that whatever it was she felt
for him was different from what he felt for her. He saw her eyes,
always mocking and laughing, as if everything that had happened was a
jaunty spin of a Ferris wheel.
44) Life is like that... Meetings. Partings.
45) He said that we suffer more from the sins of omission than the
sins of commission... I suppose that often more harm is done by what
we fail to do than by what we do.
46) This is the best that life can bring, I thought. The best that
life can bring, and the worst.
47) Death is not a reaper, like they say, nor even a friend. It is a
dark, fierce water, an inundation.
48) I took my last breathe and let it go, jumping into the next day.
Silver light fizzes and shot apart. Love fell in particles, like snow.
49) Cells would die and be born. New places and faces would jostle
with the old. Letters would go back and forth bringing news and
conversation... He'd years of the changing to come. The studying, the
books, exams, arguments, theories. The jokes and pints, laughter,
kisses and songs. Life was like running, ninety per cent sweat and
toil, ten per cent joy.
50) For aren't memories the true ghosts of our lives? Do they not
drive all of us to words and acts we regret from time to time?
51) The truth is that monsters are real, and ghosts are real, too.
They live inside us, and sometime they win.
52) A guy and a girl can be just friends, but at one point or another,
they will fall for each other... Maybe temporarily, maybe at the wrong
time, maybe too late, or maybe forever.
53) I don't pretend to know what love is for everyone, but I can tell
you what it is for me: love is knowing all about someone, and still
wanting to be with them more than any other person, love is trusting
them enough to tell them everything about yourself, including the
things you might be ashamed of, love is feeling comfortable and safe
with someone, but still getting weak knees when they walk into a room
and smile at you.
54) Tis fine to be an idealist sometimes, although it makes u
depressed when the cold harsh light of reality intrudes on your
idealistic visions... -- Louis
55) We sit silently and watch the world around us. This has taken a
lifetime to learn. It seems only the old are able to sit next to one
another and not say anything and still feel content. The young, brash
and impatient, must always break the silence. It is a waste, for
silence is pure. Silence is holy. It draws people together because
only those who are comfortable with each other can sit without speaking.
56) When adults say, "Teenagers think they are invincible," with that
sly, stupid smile on their faces, they don't know how right they are.
We need never be hopeless, because we can never be irreparably broken.
We think we are invincible because we are. We cannot be born, and we
cannot die. Like all energy, we can only change shapes and sizes and
manifestations. They forget that when they get old. They get scared of
losing and failing. But that part of us is greater than the sum of our
parts cannot begin and cannot end, and so it cannot fail. Thomas
Edison's last words were "It's very beautiful over there." I don't
know where there is, but I believe it's somewhere, and I hope it's
beautiful.
57) Absence diminishes mediocre passions and increases great ones, as
the wind extinguishes candles and fans fires.
58) After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the
inexpressible is music.
59) i think music in itself is healing. Its an explosive expression of
humanity.
60) Random musings are little sparks of random epicness... -- Louis
61) life is but a dream for the dead, i wont go down by myself, i'll
go down with my friends.
62) wot will it take to show u that its not the life it seems. I've
told u time and time again u sing the words but dunno wot it means, to
be a joking look, another line without a hook, i held u close as we
both shook for the last time, take a good hard look! (61 & 62 from
louis, mcr)
63) Hmmm, i wonder wot colour my soul would be, if any... I kinda
imagine a soul, if they exist, to look like a kinda misty cloud of
swirling colours... like an aura! Or an ocean thats forever changing
in colour, depth and how peaceful/violent it's surface is, according
to the emotional and mental state of the person who's soul it is... --
Louis
64) i see now the virtue in madness, for this country knows no law nor
any boundary. I pity the poor shades confined to the Euclidean prison
that is sanity. All things are possible here and i am what madness has
made me. Whole. And complete. And free at last.
65) Was it possible, Danny wondered, to be glad you had done something
and still be so ashamed of that something that you tried not to think
of it?
66) tell the truth and save a lie
67) Dying was a part of living. You had to keep tuning in to that if
you were expected to be a whole person. And if the fact of your own
death was hard to understand, at least it wasn't impossible to accept.
68) But because he was human he could not help a bitter wish that the
cup had never been passed his way.
69) the Road to Hell is paved with frozen door-to-door salesmen. On
the weekends many of the younger demons go ice skating down it.
70) Living by your wits is always knowing where the wasps are.
71) Yes, they promise... but they lie.
72) The world's a hard place, Danny. It don't care. It don't hate you
and me, but it don't love us, either. Terrible things happen in the
world, and they're things no one can explain. Good people die in bad,
painful ways and leave the folks that love them all alone. Sometimes
it seems like it's only the bad people who stay healthy and prosper.
The world don't love you, but your momma does and so do I. You're a
good boy. You grieve for your daddy, and when you feel you have to cry
over what happened to him, you go into a closet under your covers and
cry until it's all out of you again. That's what a good son has to do.
But see that you get in. That's your job in this hard world, to keep
your love alive and see that you get on, no matter what. Pull your act
together and just go on.
73) u mean everything to me. there are some things u haven't been
yet, but they will come in time.
74) This is the first thing
I have understood:
Time is the echo of an axe
Within a wood. -- Philip Larkin
75) Every person is worth your time, Hannibal. If at first appearance
a person seems dull, then look harder, look INTO him.
76) To remember is not always a blessing.
77) gWe fell in love, despite our differences, and once we did,
something rare and beautiful was created. For me, love like that has
only happened once, and that's why every minute we spent together has
been seared in my memory. I'll never forget a single moment of it.h
\ Nicholas Sparks, The Notebook
78) gPromise me you'll always remember: You're braver than you
believe, and stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think."
-- A. A. Milne
79) "it does not do to rely too much on silent majorities, evey, for
silence is a fragile thing... One loud noise and its gone."
80) "noise is relative to the silence preceding it. The more absolute
the hush, the more shocking the thunderclap."
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