December 2009
15 posts
It is all too familiar, and has been more than half a year ever since but,
I could still walk the route from Wheelock as though it was just yesterday.
Your guard still recognises me.
They reused the Christmas decorations from last year at your apartment complex.
Your kitchen smells familiar.
So does your living room.
Your room seems so bare and empty now though it is not exactly empty.
And...
Young Love.
Rose DeWitt Bukater: I love you, Jack.
Jack Dawson: Don't you do that, don't say your good-byes.
Rose DeWitt Bukater: I'm so cold.
Jack Dawson: Listen, Rose. You're gonna get out of here, you're gonna go on and make lots of babies, and you're gonna watch them grow. You're gonna die an old... an old lady warm in her bed, but not here, not this night. Not like this, do you understand me?
Rose DeWitt Bukater: I can't feel my body.
Jack Dawson: Winning that ticket, Rose, was the best thing that ever happened to me... it brought me to you. And I'm thankful for that, Rose. I'm thankful. You must do me this honor, Rose. Promise me you'll survive. That you won't give up, no matter what happens, no matter how hopeless. Promise me now, Rose, and never let go of that promise.
Rose DeWitt Bukater: I promise.
Jack Dawson: Never let go.
Rose DeWitt Bukater: I'll never let go. I'll never let go, Jack. I promise.
It was as though You have sent me a sign last night. It was as though You knew my desperation, my intention to run away and to never come back, to leave everything behind and die out there. So You sent me a sign, to remind me of what I have promised, that I will always be that girl you fell in love and will always be in love with.
Rose DeWitt Bukater: I know what you must be thinking. "Poor little rich girl, what does she know about misery?"
Jack Dawson: No, no, that's not what I was thinking. What I was thinking was, what could've happened to this girl to make her feel she had no way out?
As I read I listen for her breathing. Is that the sound of the river or her...
– Laurie Sheck, A Monster’s Notes
They can print statistics and count the populations in hundreds of thousands,...
– Graham Greene, From Our Man in Havana
It pained him to hear Hervé Joncour softly saying, in conclusion:
“I have...
– Alessandro Baricco, Silk
Yvonne shook me awake. She took my head in her lap, and her long brown hair...
– Janet Fitch, White Oleander
I spent my time just thinking thinking thinking ‘bout you
Every single day yes,...
– Black Eyed Peas, Meet Me Halfway
Ruby: You do know that I have never loved you, don't you? That I can never love you. So like I have said to you years ago, never hold any expectations of me.
Abigail: I never asked you to love me. I just want to be by your side when you need someone to be with you, when you wake up from your nightmares in the middle of the night when you dream of her. To be there for you in place of Bianca.
Benjamin: Haven't I told you how cold she can be? And you told her that you are willing to take Bianca's place, willing to do anything she asks you to do? No wonder you got sneered at.
Benjamin: I guess loving someone really makes a person lose their senses. She has already lost hers so don't you dare lose yours, Abigail.
It may have been the light at 5:36 on a June evening or it may have been the...
– Miriam Toews, A Complicated Kindness
You can sit in the dark for just so long
Before all the ice and chill is gone...
– Ira Losco, Waking Up To The Light
On the morning you woke beside me, already thinking of going away, the sun did...
In the dream I had when he came back not sick
but whole, and wearing his winter...
– Marie Howe, The Promise
Moon, would you ever leave your sky?
It is not that I have forgotten about her. I just stopped telling people I miss her because they know I still do and will always miss her. Why do I have to say it out loud as though I am trying to convince myself that ‘Yeah, I still miss her’? You don’t have to say anything that comes naturally to you.
November 2009
61 posts
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– Milan Kundera, Identity: A Novel
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– J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan
Never say goodbye because goodbye means going away and going away means...
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