Grown-ups like numbers. When you tell them about a new friend, they never ask questions about what really matters. They never ask: ‘What does his voice sound like?’ ‘What games does he like best?’ ‘Does he collect butterflies?’ They ask: ‘How old is he?’ ‘How many brothers does he have?’ ‘How much does he weigh?’ ‘How much money does he have?’ Only then do they think they know him. If you tell grown-ups, ‘I saw a beautiful red brick house, with geraniums at the windows and doves at the roof…,’ they won’t be able to imagine such a house. You have to tell them, ‘I saw a house worth a thousand francs.’ Then they exclaim, ‘What a pretty house!‘
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My English teacher told me once that every woman should have at least two great loves in her life. A Gatsby and a Darcy. You were both.
Sometimes you don’t get closure. You just move on.
You cannot Cook, Clean, Sex, Threaten, Beg, Plead or Spoil a Man into seeing Your Worth…Either He Does or He Doesn’t.
I spend most nights at home falling in love with the idea of you.
I hate the fact you always feel like you have to be going somewhere, like the end destination is to be finished, or to be happy. But the truth is a lot of us are completely lost, and we don’t know, and that is also a state of mind, to not know who you are and where you’re going.
We were like the Sun and the Moon, catching glimpses of one another, waiting for an eclipse.
It is not enough to conquer; one must learn to seduce.
We writers don’t sleep, my dear. Our minds are too active. Always leaping and twirling, our thoughts don’t rest, ever. We were made for the night, the hours midnight ‘til dawn. While your world rests, ours spins webs of enchanted thoughts and feelings. We make art, my dear. Let me make my art, it is what I was meant for.