It didn't make you noble to step away from something that wasn't working, even if you thought you were the reason for the malfunction. Especially then. It just made you a quitter. Because if you were the problem, chances were you could also be the solution. The only way to find out was to take another shot.
Sarah DessenMots clés life love reason problem solution noble giving-your-best leave malfunction quitter step-away working-it-out
If you were mine, I'd never leave you, Prudence. I couldn't.
Anne GracieMots clés love romance sweet longing desperation leave
She stared at herself in the mirror. Her eyes were dark, almost black, filled with pain. She'd let someone do that to her. She'd known all along she felt things too deeply. She became attached. She didn't want a lover who could walk away from her, because she could never do that - love someone completely and survive intact if her left her.
Christine FeehanMots clés love hurt feel leave
Sometimes knowing what's right isn't a rational decision, or even what works on paper. Sometimes leaving is the best course of action after all.
Jodi PicoultMots clés right rational leave avtion
There are times when the actual experience of leaving something makes you wish desperately that you could stay, and then there are times when the leaving reminds you a hundred times over why exactly you had to leave in the first place.
Shauna NiequistMots clés time leaving experiences leave
IT IS BY CHOICE AND NOT BY CHANCES THAT WE CHANGE OUR CIRCUMSTANCES.
Nadia SahariMots clés love silence courage hope freedom-of-choice chances circumstances inspire speak leave
If you'll never leave me, I'll never leave you.
Jane RogersWomen leave their marriages when they can't take any more. Men leave when they find someone new.
J. Courtney SullivanMots clés marriage men-and-women gender-stereotypes leave
Maybe you had to leave in order to miss a place; maybe you had to travel to figure out how beloved your starting point was.
Jodi PicoultMots clés travel beloved place miss leave starting-point
Her body was a prison, her mind was a prison. Her memories were a prison. The people she loved. She couldn't get away from the hurt of them. She could leave Eric, walk out of her apartment, walk forever if she liked, but she couldn't escape what really hurt. Tonight even the sky felt like a prison.
Ann BrasharesMots clés love prison hurt memories body escape leave walk
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