How come they get to be gray-haired and still in love with each other, while Lilly tears out what's left of my heart and dumps it into her Jill-The-Ripper shredder?
Daven AndersonTag: love lost heartbreak vampire jack-the-ripper
Each guy stamped the passport of my heart. “You’re worthy.” Stamp. “You’re enough.” “You have not failed completely.” Stamp, stamp.
Kimberly NovoselTag: love lost self-esteem loss heart self-confidence enough worthy passport
I told him I had once lost everything I had, too, and that I think that can be God’s way of building walls around us to force us to look up at Him.
Kimberly NovoselTag: love lost inspiration god loss faith prayer obstacles walls
If Sean's voice is layers of wood, and Mina Ma's is the voice a copper pot, then Mathew Mercer's is the voice of a wild animal. I suddenly think of a movie Ammara and I loved when we were little, and I think of Scar, the lion who murdered his brother to become king. That kind of voice.
Sangu MandannaTag: lost lion girl king mandanna sangu
North-ish." A pause, and then: "Is that Terra for I'm lost-ish?
Justina ChenEverything had shattered. The fact that it was all still there — the walls and the chairs and the children’s pictures on the walls — meant nothing. Every atom of it had been blasted apart and reconstituted in an instant, and its appearance of permanence and solidity was laughable; it would dissolve at a touch, for everything was suddenly tissue-thin and friable.
J.K. RowlingThats what happens to Snow in Texas, lady. It freaking MELTS!!" Leo Valdez- The Lost Hero
Rick RiordanTag: lost heroes earth snow leo hilarious texas freak percy rick-riordan jackson lady valdez adhd heo melts of-olympus
So we are steaming along without any landmark; we can't gauge our speed. We are making progress and yet nothing is changing. It's not navigation but dreaming.
Albert CamusTag: progress lost the-fall camus dreaming-of-amelia
When we get too caught up in the busyness of the world, we lose connection with one another - and ourselves.
Jack KornfieldTag: lost connection busy busyness
But maybe that's what the dead do. They stay. They linger. Benign and sweet and painful. They don't need us. They echo all by themselves.
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