LOVE
There is no safe investment. To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly be broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in... See more
Alone Is Alone, Not Alive
Let there be spaces in your togetherness,... See more
And let the winds of the heavens dance between you.
Love one another but make not a bond of love:
Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.
Fill each other’s cup but drink not from one cup.
Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf.
Sing and dance together and be joyous,
The Difficult Balance of Intimacy and Independence: Beloved Philosopher and Poet Kahlil Gibran on the Secret to a Loving and Lasting Relationship
I think in the geography of our lives there are these blank or foggy spaces, little absences left behind from the people that have moved in and out of our lives. I think of parks, and imprints left behind by people in grass; footprints, or the long flat indents left over by bodies when they’re sprawled out on the ground. When a person stands up fro... See more
love is sad, heartbreaking, but beautiful
I was deep in the kind of heartbreak that I now know is on the required curriculum for that stage of adulthood but that seemed, in the moment, life-ending and completely unique to me.
Lena Dunham • Why I Broke Up with New York
People always say you just get over it on a random Tuesday. I didn’t believe that was true until it happened to me. When a wound is fresh, it’s so difficult to envision a future where this person doesn’t matter so much to you anymore. But over time, as the months accumulate and as you go about your routines, you start to realize that you’ve gradual... See more
Faith Zapata • girl who is going to be okay
Maybe marriage was like that. Gradually you renamed the world and created a new one, one only you could enter. You turned flowers into money, took the lullaby of unexciting days and called it happiness.
— Eric Puchner, Dream State, p. 371
Coralie wonders how the world can be made fair when two people who love each other can't even manage it.