Two people occupying the same air. Nothing else in common. Just oxygen.

It seems to me that very sad things always contain an element of the comical

My biggest regret is what I didn’t say… (Jake)

But—I’m leaving.”Not without me.

What exists beneath the sea?I’d always pictured it in colors of emerald and aquamarine, where black velvet fish with sequined eyes swim among plankton.But, when my eyes adjust, I see gray stones, lost anchors, wet...

Flowers that bloom in the winter may not survive till spring.

There are various wounds to describe our hurts;the deepest one is the most painful.

I never knew there were so many different ways to say good-bye

Jason knew his life would never be the same again. British intelligence now had an ace up their sleeve, and Jason had to overcome his fears and deal with the secret world he was now...

Taking a sip of the hot chocolate he’d made her, she met his gaze, those eerie eyes of endless black impenetrable, unreadable. “Max?” “Yes?””Will you remember me?”His heart broke into a thousand pieces. “Always.

But life has a way of chopping people off at the knees, and he was no exception. Ten years of his life had been stolen from him. Now he wasn’t wasting another minute. He wanted...

I decided I would fill the emptiness in me with God and with paint.

Later, when we’ve found this mysterious ship of Hector’s and are safely away, when I have time to rest and worry and a quiet corner to hide in, I will coldly remember that being a...

I’m trying to tell him everything will be all right, but how can I say it with a straight face? My son’s no idiot. He knows when I’m lying. The medicine won’t taste bad.The bath...

In the beginning we start with roses. The king’s flower right? Only they wilt in less than a day, especially when exposed to the elements. But Carnations? Oh, what a beautiful flower. They come in...

I had a dream about you reviewing a book on Reading Rainbow. Unlike the others, you were brutally honest in your feedback and brought Lavar and I to tears.

I will always love you Drizzt Do’Urden my life was full and without regret because I knew you and was completed by you. Sleep well, my love.

There was this constant urge in me to tear my insides apart,I didn’t know why. By the time I made my mind that it was impossible for meto do, there alighted the fear, haunting me...

I was lost yesterday, I am found today and I will be forgotten tomorrow.

true apothecary thy drugs art quick

This is why we said ‘ain’t’and ‘he don’t’.We wanted words to fitour cold linoleum,our oil lamps, ourouthouse. We knewbetter but it was wrongto use a languagethat named ghosts,nothing you could touch.

And I’d started thinking about my mother’s last weeks–the way she’d drifted listlessly about the house in her dressing gown, cigarettes in one hand, glass of something strong-smelling in the other.

What happend to her? To Miranda?’Ulysses shrugged. ‘What happens to most children. She got sick, and never got better.”And your wife?”The same.”But you said you were married,’ said Will, glancing down at Ulysses’s ring, smooth...

I didn’t have all the answers, but at least I had a goal. Revenge. Who cared if it would eat me up inside and leave me hollow?

I want to write something that means something to someone…the reminds them of what a second, a moment, really is…or that assures them that we are just as lost as they are. I want to...

There is already enough wars in this world. Love was not meant to be one of them, Save the ammunition.

I am not collarbones or drunken letters never sent. I am not the way I leave or left or didn’t know how to handle anything,at any time,and I am not your fault.

Hurt. Enough to want to make someone else hurt too.

The moment she was cursed, I lost her. Once it wears off- soon- she will be embarrassed to remember things that she said, things she did, things like this. No matter how solid she feels...

…The human mind is a complicated place…We hold on to things, images, words, ideas, histories that we don’t even know we’re holding on to.

Don’t they always go from bad to worse? There’s no turning back–yourold self rejects you, and shuts you out. ~Lilly Bart

It was going to be a long, dark night but not quite as dark as it was in the abyss of his heart where there was nothing but hollowness, yet it felt heavy, almost as...

The day my dad left my mom and I was the second saddest day of my life. The saddest day was the next day, when he returned home.

The Young Man came to the Old Man seeking counsel.I broke something, Old Man.How badly is it broken?It’s in a million little pieces.I’m afraid I can’t help you.Why?There’s nothing you can do.Why?It can’t be fixed.Why?It’s...

Sometimes life is sad. You can cry in your booze, if you want. I think that’s called a Whiskey Sour.

If you have heard a Jewish cantor sing, if he has touched you and made your own sorrow seem trivial when compared with his, you will know my feeling when I follow the curves of...

Was I happy? Maybe more content thanbouncing-off-the-sofa-like-Tom-Cruise-ecstatic, but that’s still happy isn’t it?

I want to believe that memories, even sad and painful ones, should not be forgotten forever.

Love built on pain-the kind that lasts: whatever you love can be taken away from us at any moment but the loss of what we love belongs to us forever.

En acısı da ne biliyor musun? Aslında sana hiç sahip olamadığımı, seni kaybettiğimde anlamış olmam!

Could you be happy if you woke up and suddenly you were no one special?

Without love live in this world or leave thisworld… it’s all up to you..

You can’t run away from home without destroying somebody’s world.

Fury ignited behind my breastbone , a hot glow like coals blooming into something sharp and dangerous. It was the same old crap- someone thinking they can push you around because you’re young, because you’re...

I sleep through the next day. Each time I go to the bathroom, I try not to look in the mirror. Once, I catch my reflection: it looks like I’ve been punched in both eyes.I...

Frankie Perino and I were lucky that day. Lucky to be alive-that’s what everyone said.

Dr. Beall gave him the first shot, followed closely by the second.He said, “I’ll check for a heartbeat.”I said, “You don’t need to. I can see it in his eyes.”Dewey was gone.

You felt a deep sorrow, the kind of melancholy you feel when you’re in a beautiful place and the sun is going down

I asked Raghav, as we were looking over the wasteland, if the Muslims they burnt would beg for their lives. “Yes they would say, Have mercy on us. But we were filled with such hate;...

It doesn’t matter. I’ve moved on from something that was never there to begin with. That’s one of the dire things about escaping from childhood. Eventually you grow up and realize the things you wanted...