Maybe I'm afraid of the sword not because I think I might fail to defend us but because I'm not so certain I won't give up and turn it on myself.
If death is your lover, you don't got to be afraid ever that he will ever leave you
Dirk, this is Peace, Granola, Crystal, Chi, Aura, Tahini, and the twins, Yin and Yang, Duck said....They had all of us one right after the other. Me while they were into the total surf scene when they...
And when it is over he will say, Come live with me above the palm trees, eat chocolate eggs in hotel-room bathrooms, dance like we are making love, make love like we are dancing.
Magic can be found in stolen moments.
We no longer believe in fairy tales. But we will learn to believe in monsters.
Same Bat time, same Bat place.
People worry so much. Just enjoy your body. That you can love. And you're alive.
No matter how bad things get, you can always see the beauty in them. The worse things get, the more you have to make yourself see the magic in order to survive.
My mother says that pain is hidden in everyone you see. She says try to imagine it like big bunches of flowers that everyone is carrying around with them. Think of your pain like a big bunch of red ro...
Maybe one night I’ll be asleep and I’ll feel a hand like a dove on my cheekbone and feel her breath cool like peppermints and when I open my eyes my mom will be there like an angle, saying in the soft...
If you were sad about something that hadn't happened yet you couldn't be disappointed.
I used to hate how afraid my mom was and how afraid she had made me. Now I understand but I can no longer be like her.
At least the girls in stories were alive before they died.
Everyone whirled around her, entranced by the stories in which they recognized themselves, but in the stories they were also more than themselves and it always felt at the end fulfilled, not meaningle...
How to (un)cage a girllonger hair bigger breasts smoother skinflatter stomach whiter teeth smaller noseif you worry enough you won't have timeor energy to seewhat really iswhat could i have learnedif...
You still cry too easily, but without your tears, at least, everything would burn. You are Spring in your jeans, in the laughing leaves. I think pearls melted over your bones.
You said it wasn't fair. Over and over again you kept saying that. You said, There are so many kids that want to die. She's probably the one that wanted to live the most. I thought, no, I want to live...
You make me feel like I have wings when you touch me.
When they first kiss, there on the beach, they will kneel at the edge of the Pacific and say a prayer of thanks, sending all the stories of love inside them out in a fleet of bottles all across the oc...