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❝when death takes your mother, it steals that word forever. 'mom?' it's just a sound really, a hum interrupted by open lips. but there are a zillion words on this planet, and not one of them comes out of your mouth the way that one does.❞

❝she wasn't doing a thing that i could see, except standing there, leaning on the balcony railing, holding the universe together.❞

❝and once the storm is over you won't remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. you won't even be sure, in fact, whether the storm is really over. but one thing is certain. when you come out of the storm you won't be the same person who walked in. that's what this storm's all about.❞

❝i'm afraid of time… i mean, i'm afraid of not having enough time. not enough time to understand people, how they really are, or to be understood myself. i'm afraid of the quick judgements or mistakes everybody makes. you can't fix them without time.❞

❝fate is like a strange, unpopular restaurant filled with odd little waiters who bring you things you never asked for and don’t always like.❞
❝water does not resist. water flows. when you plunge your hand into it, all you feel is a caress. water is not a solid wall, it will not stop you. but water always goes where it wants to go, and nothing in the end can stand against it. water is patient. dripping water wears away a stone. remember that, my child. remember you are half water. if you can’t go through an obstacle, go around it. water does.❞

❝one of the most amazing things that can happen is finding someone who sees everything you are and won't let you be anything less. they see the potential of you. they see endless possibilities. and through their eyes, you start to see yourself the same way. as someone who matters. as someone who can make a difference in this world.❞

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❝don't be in such a hurry to condemn a person because he doesn't do what you do, or think as you think or as fast. there was a time when you didn't know what you know today.❞
~ ＭＡＬＣＯＬＭＸ

❝sometimes you meet a person and you just click—you're comfortable with them, like you've known them your whole life, and you don't have to pretend to be anyone or anything.❞
~ ＡＬＥＸＡＮＤＲＡＡＤＯＲＮＥＴＴＯ

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❝hold on, Seaweed Brain... you're not getting away from me that easily.❞

❝i was half in love with her by the time we sat down. that's the thing about girls. every time they do something pretty, even if they're not much to look at, or even if they're sort of stupid, you fall half in love with them, and then you never know where the hell you are. girls. jesus christ. they can drive you crazy. they really can.❞
~ Ｊ．Ｄ．ＳＡＬＩＮＧＥＲ，ＴＨＥＣＡＴＣＨＥＲＩＮＴＨＥＲＹＥ

❝now, i'm not going to deny that i was aware of your beauty. but the point is, this has nothing to do with your beauty. as i got to know you, i began to realize that beauty was the least of your qualities. i became fascinated by your goodness. i was drawn in by it. i didn't understand what was happening to me. and it was only when i began to feel actual, physical pain every time you left the room that it finally dawned on me: i was in love, for the first time in my life. i knew it was hopeless, but that didn't matter to me. and it's not that i want to have you. all i want is to deserve you. tell me what to do. show me how to behave. i'll do anything you say.❞
~ ＣＨＯＤＥＲＬＯＳＤＥＬＡＣＬＯＳ（ＤＡＮＧＥＲＯＵＳＬＩＡＩＳＯＮＳ）

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❝sometimes fate is like a small sandstorm that keeps changing directions. you change direction but the sandstorm chases you. you turn again, but the storm adjusts. over and over you play this out, like some ominous dance with death just before dawn. why? because this storm isn't something that blew in from far away, something that has nothing to do with you. this storm is you. something inside of you. so all you can do is give in to it, step right inside the storm, closing your eyes and plugging up your ears so the sand doesn't get in, and walk through it, step by step. there's no sun there, no moon, no direction, no sense of time. just fine white sand swirling up into the sky like pulverized bones. that's the kind of sandstorm you need to imagine.

and you really will have to make it through that violent, metaphysical, symbolic storm. no matter how metaphysical or symbolic it might be, make no mistake about it: it will cut through flesh like a thousand razor blades. people will bleed there, and you will bleed too. hot, red blood. you'll catch that blood in your hands, your own blood and the blood of others.

and once the storm is over you won't remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. you won't even be sure, in fact, whether the storm is really over. but one thing is certain. when you come out of the storm you won't be the same person who walked in. that's what this storm's all about.❞
~ ＨＡＲＵＫＩＭＵＲＡＫＡＭＩ

Edited 2015-04-15 04:16 (UTC)

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