“People think a soul mate is your perfect fit, and that’s what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that is holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life.A true soul mate is probably the most important person you’ll ever meet, because they tear down your walls and smack you awake. But to live with a soul mate forever? Nah. Too painful. Soul mates, they come into your life just to reveal another layer of yourself to you, and then leave. A soul mates purpose is to shake you up, tear apart your ego a little bit, show you your obstacles and addictions, break your heart open so new light can get in, make you so desperate and out of control that you have to transform your life…”—Elizabeth Gilbert (Eat, Pray, Love: One Woman’s Search for Everything Across Italy, India and Indonesia) (via kari-shma) (via poeticheartache)
“Emotions, in my experience, aren’t covered by single words. I don’t believe in “sadness,” “joy,” or “regret.” Maybe the best proof that the language is patriarchal is that it oversimplifies feeling. […] I’ve never had the right words to describe my life, and now that I’ve entered my story, I need them more than ever.”—Middlesex (Jeffrey Eugenides)
“My heart swells like water and waves. Can’t stop myself before it’s too late. Hold on to your heart ‘cause I’m coming to take it. Hold on to your heart ‘cause I’m coming to break it.”—Hardest of Hearts - Florence + The Machine
A love story can never be about full possession. The happy marriage, the requited love, the desire that never dims—these are lucky eventualites but they aren’t love stories. Love stories depend on disappointment, on unequal births and feuding families, on matrimonial boredom and at least one cold heart. Love stories, nearly without exception, give love a bad name.
We value love not because it’s stronger than death but because it’s weaker. Say what you want about love: death will finish it. You will not go on loving in the grave, not in any physical way that will at all resemble love as we know it on earth. The perishable nature of love is what gives love its importance in our lives. If it were endless, if it were on tap, love wouldn’t hit us the way it does.
“How fickle my heart and how woozy my eyes. I struggle to find any truth in your lies. And now my heart stumbles on things I don’t know; this weakness I feel I must finally show.”—Awake My Soul - Mumford & Sons
“Love is hard for us. We look for boys we know we can never have. Mr. Schue is a perfect target for our self-esteem issues. He can never reciprocate our feelings which only reinforces the conviction that we’re not worthy of being loved.”—Suzy Pepper (Glee)
“‘Oh, it’s always the same,’ she sighed, ‘if you want men to behave well to you, you must be beastly to them; if you treat them decently they make you suffer for it.’”—Of Human Bondage, W. Somerset Maugham (via fuckyeahliteraryquotes)
“Anyone else feel like that? Like your life’s a big act. Like you’re trying to be a man when you’re just a scared kid, trying to keep under control when you really want to scream, cry, maybe hit someone. Ever feel like you’re breathing underwater, and you have to stop because you’re gulping in too much fluid?”—Breathing Underwater
“Has it ever crossed your mind that this is just where you might end? That the last steps you take could be where you took your first? That the nights you spent forgetting about in which city you were in, that they could be as bright as your memories will ever get?”—A Ghost In The Corner Of Your Eye - Jeniferever
“So could we go to where no-one ever leaves you laying? Could we head for some place, where everything happens for a reason? The scenery of somewhere else. I wish things were that simple, that leaving solves everything. That departing covers mistakes you’ve made, the wrong turns you took years ago; that leaving solves everything.”—A Ghost In The Corner Of Your Eye - Jeniferever
“…It was the only thing I ever really wanted. And that’s the sin that can’t be forgiven—that I hadn’t done what I wanted. It feels so dirty and pointless and monstrous, as one feels about insanity, because there’s no sense to it, no dignity, nothing but pain—and wasted pain…why do they always teach us that it’s easy and evil to do what we want and that we need discipline to restrain ourselves? It’s the hardest thing in the world—to do what we want. And it takes the greatest kind of courage.”—The Fountainhead