“I was dizzy in love with the idea of love so much so I expected boys who were not men to chase me when what I really wanted was to chase everything that didn’t taste like home.”— Marisa Donnelly, tcat.tc
“I should have known your kiss would taste like rebellion. I should have known those lips would hurt and heal.”— Marisa Donnelly, tcat.tc
“Maybe our bodies are just hearts with legs and that’s why we’re so quick to run.”— Marisa Donnelly, tcat.tc
“Only when the sun goes down do we allow ourselves to dream to imagine our hips swaying in the moonlight of another city, another town, hands held by a stranger who will soon steal a piece of our soul under that dark sky.”— Marisa Donnelly, tcat.tc
“I wanted to lay in a field of grass and let the sky swallow me whole. I wanted anywhere but here. I wanted more. I wanted more.”— Marisa Donnelly, tcat.tc
“Maybe you leave because you long to know. Maybe you leave not because of longing but because you must. Or maybe you leave simply to find the answers you’ve held inside of you all along.”— Marisa Donnelly, tcat.tc
“She doesn’t want to fall for someone new the second they lock eyes. She doesn’t want to imagine a future when there’s barely even a present. But she can’t help it. It’s the way that she is.”— Holly Riordan, thoughtcatalog.com
“Our destiny is aligned with our heart's innermost longing, a longing embedded within our soul before birth. This longing is a unique pattern or configuration reminiscent of the constellations in the night sky. When we express (press out) our unique configuration, it shines through us with an otherwo…”— Thea Euryphaessa,, amazon.com
“An Eskimo showed me a movie he'd recently taken of you. The poor man could hardly stop shivering, his lips and his fingers were blue. I suppose that he froze when the wind took your clothes, and I guess he just never got warm. But you stand there so nice in your blizzard of ice, oh please let me com…”— Leonard Cohen, open.spotify.com
“But I have infinite tenderness for you. I always will. My whole life.”— Léa Seydoux, Emma, amazon.com
“It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing. It doesn’t interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive. It does…”— Oriah Mountain Dreamer, amazon.com
“Not feel anything, Jennie? Are you fucking kidding me? I walk around here every day and I ache every fucking minute I’m with you. I’m so twisted up with loving you and hating you, I can’t breathe. I can’t keep my hands off you, but I can’t let myself kiss you because I might lose myself in you. I ca…”— Lori Ryan, amazon.com
“I was deluded, and I knew it... For the truth of it was: Pippa and I saw each other maybe twice a year; we e-mailed and texted, though with no great regularity; when she was in town we loaned each other books and went to the movies; we were friends; nothing more. My hopes for a relationship with her…”— Donna Tartt, amazon.com
“i knew his heart was yours but i wanted to become an alchemist to make gold of the pieces i received because all i ever felt was the dark side of his leaded heart.”— K.Y. Robinson, wordporn.com
“He keeps me in his pocket for a rainy day; he swears I'm not an object as he yo-yo's me away. A friend is what we'll call it, but my friend, he does not know, each time it rains I love him— so to his pocket, I must go. He thinks he's being clever, but I am not a fool; his love ain't worth a penny, s…”— Coco J. Ginger, courtingmadness.wordpress.com
“I cannot look down to this floor, but her features are shaped on the flags! In every cloud, in every tree – filling the air at night, and caught by glimpses in every object, by day I am surrounded with her image! The most ordinary faces of men, and women – my own features mock me with a resemblance.…”— Emily Brontë, amazon.com