Ester asked why people are sad.
“That’s simple,” says the old man. “They are the prisoners of their personal history. Everyone believes that the main aim in life is to follow a plan. They never ask if that plan is theirs or if it was created by another person. They accumulate experiences, memories, things, other people’s ideas, and it is more than they can possibly cope with. And that is why they forget their dreams.


Paulo Coelho, The Zahir
hqlines:

~ J.D. Salinger

hqlines:

~ J.D. Salinger

hqlines:

~ John Green,  The Fault in Our Stars

hqlines:

~ John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

So I am not a broken heart.
I am not the weight I lost or miles or ran and I am not the way I slept on my doorstep under the bare sky in smell of tears and whiskey because my apartment was empty and if I were to be this empty I wanted something solid to sleep on. Like concrete.
I am not this year and I am not your fault.
I am muscles building cells, a little every day, because they broke that day,
but bones are stronger once they heal and I am smiling to the bus driver and replacing my groceries once a week and I am not sitting for hours in the shower anymore.
I am the way a life unfolds and bloom and seasons come and go and I am the way the spring always finds a way to turn even the coldest winter into a field of green and flowers and new life.
I am not your fault.


Charlotte Eriksson
I’ve been loving you for quite some time.

Taylor Swift
hqlines:

~ Film: The Notebook

hqlines:

~ Film: The Notebook

hqlines:

~ Film: No Strings Attached

hqlines:

~ Film: No Strings Attached