Posts tagged quotes:
Find what you love and let it kill you.
—Charles Bukowski (via doworkstayclassy)
(Source: therealvagabondking, via -withinyouwithoutyou)
Maybe…you’ll fall in love with me all over again.”
“Hell,” I said, “I love you enough now. What do you want to do? Ruin me?”
“Yes. I want to ruin you.”
“Good,” I said. “That’s what I want too.
—A Farewell To Arms, Ernest Hemingway (via thatkindofwoman)
(Source: itsherfactory, via thatkindofwoman)
Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that’s no matter- tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms further… And one fine morning-
So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.
—F. Scott Fitzgerald
It’s one thing to want someone out of your life, but it’s another thing to serve them a wake-up cup full of liquid drainer.
—Heathers
You’re in a car with a beautiful boy, and he won’t tell you that he loves you, but he loves you. And you feel like you’ve done something terrible, like robbed a liquor store, or swallowed pills, or shoveled yourself a grave in the dirt, and you’re tired. You’re in a car with a beautiful boy, and you’re trying not to tell him that you love him, and you’re trying to choke down the feeling, and you’re trembling, but he reaches over and he touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist, and you feel your heart taking root in your body, like you’ve discovered something you didn’t even have a name for.
—Richard Silken (via floatingmemories)
(Source: floatingmemories, via suite-251)
Love is the answer, but while you’re waiting for the answer, sex raises some pretty interesting questions.
—Woody Allen, the New Shelton wet/dry (via nevver)
(via nevver)
To those that have given up on love, I say “Trust life a little bit.
—Maya Angelou
I’d like to think you killed a man, that’s the romantic in me.
—Casablanca
You get a little moody sometimes but I think that’s because you like to read. People that like to read are always a little fucked up.
(Source: youjustyou, via iwillnotkissyou)
”I no longer believed in the idea of soul mates, or love at first sight. But I was beginning to believe that if you were lucky, you might meet someone who was exactly right for you. Not because he was perfect, or because you were, but because your combined flaws were arranged in a way that allowed two separate beings to hinge together.”
Well my dad told me, “One day son, this girl will think of what she’s done and hurting you will be the first of many more regrets to come.”
And he said, “If she doesn’t call, then it’s her fault and it’s her loss.”
I say, “It’s not that simple see, but then again it just may be.
I cannot promise very much.
I give you the images I know.
Lie still with me and watch.
We laugh and we touch.
I promise you love.
Time will not take that away.
—Anne Sexton (via ahuntersheart)
Love means it’s wet when he sticks his dirty fingers in it
—Philosophical bathroom walls
