Whenever she thought she could not feel more alone, the universe peeled back...– ~Janet Fitch, Paint it Black
Those of us who think we know the same secrets are silent together most of the...– Stephen Dunn, Those Of Us Who Think We Know (via insipidexpectations)
If two points are destined to touch, the universe will always find a way to make...– from Touch
I wish I had a someone who would observe me silently, who would capture all my...– ~Elay Neal Moses
Love. Of course, love. Flames for a year, ashes for thirty.– ~Giuseppe Tomasi di Lampedusa, The Leopard
mostlyfiction: When I wrote a poem for you, you didn’t read it. It meant nothing to you, but it meant everything to me because those words were my words, and the meaning was my meaning, and the way I loved you was the only way that I knew how to be brave.
Tell me a ghost story.” “Okay— you and me.– ~Jonathan Carroll
How frail the human heart must be - a mirrored pool of thought.– ~Sylvia Plath