That happens a lot with Shakespeare. The women go after what they want; the men wind up suckered into things.
Whoever said that the past isn't dead had it backward. It's the future that's already dead, already played out.
I just wanted to tell you that I understand if you go. It’s okay if you have to leave us. It’s okay if you want to stop fighting.
I remember watching it all and getting the tickling in my chest and thinking to myself: This is what happiness feels like.
She didn't care that people called her a bitch. 'It's just another word for feminist,' she told me with pride.
I do have a point to all this,” she continues. “There are like twenty people in that waiting room right now. Some of them are related to you. Some of them are not. But we’re all your family.” She stops now. Leans over me so that the wisps of her hair tick
And that's when I understand that I have been stained. Whether I'm still in love with him, whether he was ever in love with me, and no matter who he's in love with now, Willem changed my life. He showed me how to get lost, and then I showed myself how to
But still, I find the need to remind myself of the temporariness of a day, to reassure myself that I got through yesterday, I'll get through today.
There are so many things that demand to be said. Where did you go? Do you ever think about me? You've ruined me. Are you okay? But of course, I can't say any of that.
We are born in one day. We die in one day. We can change in one day. And we can fall in love in one day. Anything can happen in just one day.
Love, it never dies. It never goes away, it never fades, so long as you hang on to it. Love can make you immortal
