Quirky Thinker

Maybe the problem is we think we have time, Maybe that’s why we are busy falling in love with the idea of people, rather than the people behind that.

She wasn’t bitter. She was sad, though. But it was a hopeful kind of sad. The kind of sad that just takes time.

I thought I was your Love novel but you made me a history.

Can we just fast forward to the part we fall madly in love and live happily ever after?

My pillows know all of my untold stories.

I’ve always wondered what it must be like to not only be beautiful, but to also feel beautiful.

When somebody can make you feel like the happiest girl in the world but also the saddest, is that love?

I like being alone… Especially with you.

thelovejournals:

I still remember the night I told you I loved you.

There’s a pleasure to loving someone even when you know there’s no chance in them loving you back. The pain I felt lets me know I was still alive.

He looked at her the way all girls wanted to be looked at.

if they wanted you, wouldn’t they have chosen you?

I loved him very much - more than I could trust myself to say - more than words had power to express.

The mind is beautiful because of the paradox. It uses itself to understand itself.

I don’t understand why when we destroy something created by man we call it vandalism, but when we destroy something by nature we call it progress.