“She's kind of a walking poem, she's this perfect beauty... But at the same time very deep, very smart.”— Johnny Depp, deppimpact.com
“She has started to smile when her path is spinning to laugh when life grabs at her ankles pulling like dead weight. She has started to trust in the ways of the world to release her hold on what she cannot control heartache, hurt, change. She has started to realize that her body is beautiful, her min…”— Marisa Donnelly, thoughtcatalog.com
“My poor heart is tired. Yet it keeps on beating. And so I will follow its rhythm, let it guide me home.”— Marisa Donnelly, thoughtcatalog.com
“She is learning to pull faith from the wind, breathe it in and set her worries free.”— Marisa Donnelly, thoughtcatalog.com
“What is the point of having something lovely if you never share it? It would be like having a poem, a beautiful wild poem that no one else has, and burning it.”— Ally Condie, amazon.com
“I was never afraid of failure; for I would sooner fail than not be among the greatest.”— John Keats, goodreads.com
“Make love like you have no secrets like you’ve never been left never been hurt like the world don’t owe you a single wretched thing.”— Warsan Shire, goodreads.com
“I don’t pay attention to the world ending. it has ended for me many times and began again in the morning.”— Nayyirah Waheed, goodreads.com
“you have had love, and that means your sternum is a divining rod for both passion and grief. because the tongue is the body’s strongest muscle, make it say joy. make it say I am a factory of splendid things. make it say the octopus is the smartest animal in the animal kingdom, and I am an octopus. I…”— Marty McConnell, martyoutloud.com
“Even if I now saw you Only once, I would long for you Through worlds, Worlds.”— Izumi Shikibu, goodreads.com
“In the summer I stretch out on the shore And think of you Had I told the sea What I felt for you, It would have left its shores, Its shells, Its fish, And followed me.”— Nizar Qabbani, consciouslivingfoundation.org
“In my defense, when he touched me the lights of my body came on. In my defense, the windows were thrown open. In my defense, spring.”— Cristin O’Keefe Aptowicz, thebakerypoetry.com
“I lie here in a harbor that does not know where your body ends and my body begins. Fish swim between our ribs and sea gulls cry like mirrors to our blood.”— Richard Brautigan, books.google.ro
“There is a love I reminisce. like a seed I’ve never sown of lips that I am yet to kiss, and eyes not met my own. hands that wrap around my wrists. and arms that feel like home. I wonder how it is I miss, these things I’ve never known.”— Lang Leav, amazon.com
“Will it be alright, if I love you from eyes to lips from skin to bones from heart to soul? Will it be alright, if I call you my home?”— Lukas W., somepiecesofmyheartandsoul.tumblr.com
“Two rules for kissing: 1. Don’t kiss someone who’s in love with someone else. 1a. Especially if you love whomever you’re kissing. 2. Don’t let someone who loves you kiss you when you don’t share their feelings. 2a. Especially if you’re in love with someone else.”— S.M., sydwritesstuff.tumblr.com
“I would put my lips to your canvas, taste where the sweat dripped from the paintbrush, and the thick, metallic earthiness of your skin. I would run my tongue over the ridges of your beautifully crafted surface, kiss where the colors meet the edge of the frame. Claim it all as mine.”— Marisa Donnelly, thoughtcatalog.com
“You keep making poetry out of people who never stayed as if all the pretty words in the world can cover up the heartache.”— Genefe Navilon, letters-to-the-sea.tumblr.com
“Fourth of July was a birthday party For all the women in my family Going way back, a party For everything Mexico, where they came from, For the other words and the green Tinted glasses my great-grandmother wore.”— Alberto Álvaro Ríos, amazon.com