Even after all this time the sun never says to the Earth
“You owe me”
Look what happens with a love like that.
It lights the whole sky.
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– Harper Lee
LiteratureYou never really understand a person until you consider things from his point of view – until you climb into his skin and walk around in it.
To Kill A Mockingbird
– R.M. DRAKE
PoetryThere will be times when we feel like we are meant to be alone, like this love we seek is not real and we created it to make sense of our emptiness.
And because of that, sometimes some of us become bitter with the idea that love is only the anticipation of finding someone we will never live to meet.
So we live our lives looking for something to fill us and give us meaning. Only to discover that in the end, love was never meant to be received by one person but rather all the people who made us feel at home.
– Tom Stoppard
PoetryWe cross bridges when, where we come to them and burn them behind us, with nothing to show for our progress except the memory of the smell of smoke, and a presumption that once, our eyes watered.
– Beau Taplin
PoetryYou are in my heart the same way the sun comes up in the day and all of the stars disappear – I see nothing else when you are here.
– Christopher Poindexter
PoetryI’ll throw my voice into the stars and maybe the echo of my words will be written for you in the clouds by sunrise.
All I’m trying to say is:
I will love you through the darkness.
– Tyler Ford
PoetryWhen you dip her in the middle of the dance floor, it’s the colour of her dress. When she whispers in your ear, it’s the colour of her lips. When you make love, it’s the trace you want her to leave all over your body. When she places her palm over your heart, it’s the colour that comes to the surface as her fingertips trail like a sentence that can never be finished. When you scream at the top of your lungs, it’s the colour that pierces the atmosphere. When she hears you, it’s the colour of her pulse. When you look in her eyes for the last time, it’s the fading colour of your heart falling to your knees.
It’s not the colour you see when she leaves.
Describing the Colour Red Without Using the Word ‘Red’
– William Shakespeare
LiteratureCowards die many times before their deaths;
The valiant never taste of death but once.
Of all the wonders that I yet have heard,
It seems to me most strange that men should fear;
Seeing that death, a necessary end,
Will come when it will come.
Julius Caesar
– Anonymous
PoetryBUT HOW CAN I MOVE ON WHEN YOUR FINGERPRINTS ARE STILL ON MY HEART AND YOUR VOICE STILL RESONATES DOWN TO MY TOES AND YOUR SMILE LIVES IN MY EYES AND EVERY TIME MY MIND WANDERS IT GOES DIRECTLY TO YOU?
– Khalil Gibran
PoetryWhen love beckons to you, follow him,
though his ways are hard and steep.
And when his wings enfold you yield to him,
Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.
And when he speaks to you believe in him
Though his voice may shatter your dreams as the north wind lays waste the garden.
Love
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