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"6 months, 2 weeks, 4 days,and I still don't know which month it was thenor what day it is now.Blurred out linesfrom hangovers to coffeeanother vagabond lost to love."
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"Love cannot endure indifference. It needs to be wanted. Like a lamp, it needs to be fed out of the oil of another's heart, or its flame burns low."
"The fact is we can only love what we know personally. And we cannot know much. In public affairs, in the rebuilding of civilization, something less dramatic and emotional is needed, namely tolerance."
"When love has fused and mingled two beings in a sacred and angelic unity, the secret of life has been discovered so far as they are concerned; they are no longer anything more than the two boundaries of the same destiny; they are no longer anything but the two wings of the same spirit. Love, soar."
"Love yourself because everyone is jealous of you."
"Love, compassion, and patience bring peace."
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"I took him to the river and said "let's watch something drown, So he took a stoneand I took my necklaceand we threw it all together,the way I always think I will get better in July. Things will change and sounds won't acheand I gave my heart to uncertainty so many times, and so I took him to the river,threw the necklace in the river to slowly watch it drown, or burn, or fade awaylike I've done so many times."
"When the others were picked up and walked home by friends or fathers or best friend's sisters,I was the kid in a grey hoodie, walking with the poets, the singers, the thinkers, and I was not alone."
"He left that morning, the last words still echoing in my head, and though he said he'd come back one day I know a broken promise from a right one for I have used them myself and there is no coming back. Minds like ours are can't be tamed and the price for freedom is the price we pay."
"I am running and singing and when it's raining I'm the only one left on the open street, smiling with my eyes fixed on the sky because it's cleaning me. I'm the one on the other side of the party, hearing laughter and the emptying of bottles while I peacefully make my way to the river, a lonely road, following the smell of the ocean. I'm the one waking up at 4am to witness the sunrise, where the sky touches the sea, and I hold my elbows, grasping tight to whatever I've made of myself."
"Don't try to present your art by making other people read or hear or see or touch it; make them feel it. Wear your art like your heart on your sleeve and keep it alive by making people feel a little better. Feel a little lighter. Create art in order for yourself to become yourselfand let your very existence be your song, your poem, your story.Let your very identity be your book.Let the way people say your name sound like the sweetest melody."
"I am not a Sunday morning inside four wallswith clean bloodand organized drawers.I am the hurricane setting fire to the forestsat night when no one else is aliveor awakehowever you choose to see itand I live in my own flamessometimes burning too bright and too wildto make things lastor handlemyself or anyone elseand so I run.run run runfar and wideuntil my bones ache and lungs splitand it feels good.Hear that people? It feels goodbecause I am the slave and ruler of my own bodyand I wish to do with it exactly as I please."
"When I discovered music - when I discovered the craft of shaping a song - my being fell into place."
"It's the smell of him in the bathroom, all I need to get ready for the day. Watching him get dressed, and the sound in the kitchen; a slow hum of a song and his movements, picking things to eat. The way I could observe him, for hours, just go on with his day " or as he sleeps " simply breathing in and out, in and out, and it's like the hymn that sings me to peace. I know the world is still out there and I know I'm not yet friendly to its pace, but as long as I know him with me, here, there, somewhere " us " I know I have a chance."
"I am constantly torn between the will to be seen and still hidden so god damn well, a contradiction I never figured out."
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