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we are all failures - at least t h e b e s t o f u s a r e -j.m. barrie *** a story without faces. only words. understanding. and friendship.
they have a story. i'm telling you, there's no way they don't have a story.they have this chemistry that's impossible to ignore. i don't even know what is.sandy hall, a little something different a story told by the things around them. literally.
“Every great story has a beginning, middle, and ending—not necessarily in that order.”
“But Time, unfortunately, though it makes animals and vegetables bloom and fade with amazing punctuality, has no such simple effect upon the mind of man. The mind of man, moreover, works with equal strangeness upon the body of time. An hour, once it lodges in the queer element of the human spirit, may be stretched to fifty or a hundred times its
I'll give you a clue before we proceed: Wendy, who loved Peter; Mark, who loves Wendy; Peter, who learned how to love; the Lost Boys, who need love; and me, who discovered a new kind of love.
I just want to help. That's all.
“But with you I am deeply, passionately, unrequitedly in love.” ― ia Woolf, Letter to Vanessa Bell
“Like all stories, the one you are about to read is a love story.If it wasn't, what would be the point?”
My name is Coco and I'm the main man--dog--in this story.
“Bye!” and she’s gone. When I turned to look at Bri, he’s already approaching me. . Can I run? “Woah there,” I even made than “hold up” hand gesture, “Just stay where you are.” “What?” “Don’t come near me.” “What? Why?” and he’s still walking towards me.
“So you are telling me that—” “That you should be my pretend boyfriend until I graduate which is a semester away—” “And it’s because—” “My grandma will literally arrange marriage me to some random Korean guy if she realized that I don’t have anyone at the moment—”
Your pains will Soon evaporate With your tears.
who would’ve thought that one drunken night could change their lives?
"If you want something, go get it. Art won’t come to you, you have to chase it."
"They said love is timeless but our time is limited... are you willing to risk a lifetime for something uncertain as this?"
And maybe no matter how much you try, you will always end up looking at something... or someone you really want to look at.
“Colors. Would it be green or blue today? Maybe white—my favorite. A dark voice in the back of my mind offered no color at all as an alternative. I smothered that voice. The days of no color were simply too hard to bear. I needed color today.”
“Snapshots, moments, mere seconds: as fragile and beautiful and hopeless as a single butterfly, flapping on against a gathering wind.”