Expert at the art of making mistakes.

All these years I’ve been looking for an impossible love.

“I wished that we might spend one night together and die in each other’s arms. This seemed to be the sublime culmination of my existence.”

You’re like a song that I heard when I was a little kid but forgot I knew until I heard it again

I hope that one day you will have the experience of doing something you do not understand for someone you love.”

“At a certain point, I just have to try not to think too much about certain things, or else they’ll break my heart.”

“The mistake you make, don’t you see,is in thinking one can live in a corrupt society without being corrupt oneself.”

“He looked at her and for a moment she lived in the bright blue worlds of his eyes, eagerly and confidently.”

“Distorted realities have always been my cup of tea.”

“I have a deeply hidden and inarticulate desire for something beyond the daily life.”

“I went to the worst of bars hoping to get killed but all I could do was to get drunk again.”

“almost everybody told
a lie.
the truth was just
too awful and
embarrassing to
tell.”

Dont throw away your life, its worth keeping/

“I don’t want just words. If that’s all you have for me, you’d better go.”

“You will always be fond of me,
I represent to you all the sins you never had the courage to commit.”

"Our time together feels like a storm, like a wild wind and rain, like something too big to handle but too powerful to escape."

she never
forgot 
the sound
of falling people.

my words run faster
than my feet.

You are never alone 
if your heart is awake.

My heart can’t breathe
when it hears yours.

Every 
                      promise 
                  has an
           expiration 
                       date.  

Every minute is just a another version, anothervision; a remake of before.

It feels good to be seen, but even better to be understood.

“It is not because other people are dead that our affection for them fades; it is because we ourselves are dying.”

"I had been mistaken in thinking that I could see clearly into my own heart."

The only unbearable thing is that nothing is unbearable"

"Reality is never more than a first step towards an unknown on the road to which one can never progress very far."

"It is human to seek out what hurts us and then at once to seek to get rid of it."

“Convictions are more dangerous enemies of truth than lies.”

the problem with really liking someone can be summed up with the word: “constant.” most emotions and thoughts aren’t constant occuring. but when you really like someone, they are. and that’s what the problem is.

You know what I think?” she says. “That people’s memories are maybe the fuel they burn to stay alive. Whether those memories have any actual importance or not, it doesn’t matter as far as the maintenance of life is concerned. They’re all just fuel. Advertising fillers in the newspaper, philosophy books, dirty pictures in a magazine, a bundle of ten-thousand-yen bills: when you feed ‘em to the fire, they’re all just paper. The fire isn’t thinking ‘Oh, this is Kant,’ or ‘Oh, this is the Yomiuri evening edition,’ or ‘Nice tits,’ while it burns. To the fire, they’re nothing but scraps of paper. It’s the exact same thing. Important memories, not-so-important memories, totally useless memories: there’s no distinction—they’re all just fuel.”

“It’s a shallow life that doesn’t give a person a few scars.”

“God is a comedian, playing to an audience too afraid to laugh.”

I don’t think we did go blind, I think we are blind, Blind but seeing, Blind people who can see, but do not see.”

it's an awfully beautiful story, but it isn’t mine.

How silent the trees, how
loud the shots of hunters.

Never let distance discourage you
from loving somebody.
Not even the distance between
life and death.

I have more memories than if I’d lived a thousand years.

You cross my mind, a lot. More times than I like to admit; you seem to have taken up permanent residence, making your home in the deepest corners of my mind. And sometimes I get caught up in my head, I’ll lose myself in the colour of your eyes - even in my head I’m helpless - and I have to remind myself to breathe."

"   I’m not upset that you lied to me, I’m upset that from now on I can’t believe you.   " 

Meanwhile in my head, I'm undergoing open-heart surgery. 

I find it beautiful; keeping in touch with a person who had once touched your soul.

And maybe all I want from you
is another philosophical conversation
on how shallow people can get
while perceiving the world in a box

In life; we all have an unspeakable secret, an irreversible regret, an unreachable dream, & an unforgettable love.”

You were the moon of my existence; your moods dictated the tides of my heart."

my hands still have the scent of your breaths

“You deserve to need me, not to have me.”

“I’m not living, I’m just killing time.”

There are lots of things we never understand, no matter how many years we put on, no matter how much experience we accumulate.

"Very early in my life it was too late."

You alone became the outer surface of my life, the side I never see, and you will be that, the unknown part of me, until I die.

“Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling in at night. I miss you like hell.

The skin is only what we want others to see of us, underneath it not even we know who we are…”

“What if nothing exists and we’re all in somebody’s dream?”

“There are ships sailing to many ports, but not a single one goes where life is not painful.”

“Memory believes before knowing remembers. Believes longer than recollects, longer than knowing even wonders.”

Under your skin the moon is alive

You,” he said, “are a terribly real thing in a terribly false world, and that, I believe, is why you are in so much pain.

“I loved all the boys with soft sad eyes, and lost souls

I find you in storms, I feel you in the lightning, I miss you in rain. 






"Before I thought the opposite of “I love you” was “I don’t love you”, but now the opposite of “I love you” is “I can’t do anything for you”."

You’re not like the others. I’ve seen a few; I know. When I talk, you look at me. When I said something about the moon, you looked at the moon, last night. The others would never do that. The others would walk off and leave me talking. Or threaten me. No one has time any more for anyone else. You’re one of the few who put up with me." 

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When it was dark, you always carried the sun in your hand for me.

“Passion makes a person stop eating, sleeping, working, feeling at peace. A lot of people are frightened because, when it appears, it demolishes all the old things it finds in its path.

What did my arms do before they held you?

I’m done with those; regrets are an excuse for people who have failed.

To hear the phrase “our only hope” always makes one anxious, because it means that if the only hope doesn’t work, there is nothing left.

The thing about hearts is that they always want to keep beating

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I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

The heart will break, but broken live on.

I sleep. I dream. I make up things that I would never say. I say them very quietly.

 you’re trying not to tell him that you love him, and you’re trying to choke down the feeling, and you’re trembling, but he reaches over and he touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist, and you feel your heart taking root in your body, like you’ve discovered something you didn’t even have a name for.

I felt like crying but nothing came out. it was just a sort of sad sickness, sick sad, when you can’t feel any worse. I think you know it. I think everybody knows it now and then. but I think I have known it pretty often, too often.

Our lives are like a candle in the wind.

I don’t know anything with certainty, but seeing the stars makes me dream.

It is not light that we need, but fire; it is not the gentle shower, but thunder. We need the storm, the whirlwind, and the earthquake.

I cry a lot because I miss people. They die, they go away, they disappear and I can’t stop them. They leave me and I love them more.

I’m oxygen and he’s dying to breathe.

There was no skin on my voice and she heard the bones in my words.

Disappointment has a name, it’s heartbreak

I’m here. I love you. I don’t care if you need to stay up crying all night long, I will stay with you. There’s nothing you can ever do to lose my love. I will protect you until you die, and after your death I will still protect you. I am stronger than Depression and I am braver than Loneliness and nothing will ever exhaust me.

It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are.

Scars are just a treasure map for pain you’ve buried too deep to remember.

There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.

I want the part of you that you refuse to give.

Someday, I’ll show you the bullet I had for you,

I want the part of you that you refuse to give.

Between one breath and the next, your whole world can change.

Remember, you are part of a beautiful story that did not start when you were born. And it will not end when you die.

One day you’ll wake up and find that the pain’s still there but it doesn’t hurt quite so much.

Life’s like a movie, write your own ending. Keep believing, keep pretending.

When you’re too close to people, when you spend too much time with them and love them too dearly, sometimes you can’t see them

You’re so calm and quiet, you never say. But there are things inside you. I see them sometimes, hiding in your eyes.

The heart makes its choices without weighing the consequences. It doesn’t look ahead to the lonely nights that follow.

Breathing is a sickness with no cure.

Love is like breathing, you take it in and let it out.

I used to believe
there was nothing under my skin but light.
If you cut me I could shine.

I’d cut up my heart for you to wear if you wanted it.

I looked at her and a voice inside me said, we only see starlight because all the stars are bleeding.

Love, I realized, was something your spine memorized. There was nothing you could do about that.

In how many rooms
have I thought about you
in fifteen years?
You were so beautiful.

I have measured out my life with coffee spoons.

I write you a letter that begins

With I love you and ends with I love you 

His heart was simply too big for his body.

Well, it’s simple to love someone,” she said. “But it’s hard to know when you need to say it out loud.

I wanted to eat his pain, take it into me and make it my own.

Each moment is a place
you’ve never been.

The soul is silent. If it speaks at all it speaks in dreams.

Maybe it’s what we don’t say
that saves us.

You want to know what happened to me? You happened to me.

A love like that was a serious illness, an illness from which you never entirely recover.

Often I think our skin is deep enough for love. We wear it like a glove, until we wear it thin.

I could see the veins through your skin like a map to inside you.

I laugh, I love, I hope, I try, I hurt, I need, I fear, I cry. And I know you do the same things too, So we’re really not that different, me and you.

Gravity is not responsible for people falling in love.

Life is something to do when you can’t get to sleep.

Come live in my heart, and pay no rent.

We’ve got to live, no matter how many skies have fallen.

Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart.

I have to remind myself to breathe — almost to remind my heart to beat!

I feel my heart ache, but I’ve forgotten what that feeling means.

Do you know the feeling, when your heart is so hurt, that you could feel the blood dripping?

All my life I’ve looked at words as though I were seeing them for the first time.

A good story should make you laugh, and a moment later break your heart.

Nothing is more real than the masks we make to show each other who we are.

Sometimes, it takes a huge loss to remind you of what you care about the most. Sometimes, you find yourself becoming stronger as a result, wiser, better equipped to deal with the next big disaster that comes along. Sometimes, but not always.

The words ‘I Love You’ kill, and resurrect millions, in less than a second.

She had fallen in love so many times that she began to suspect she was not falling in love at all, but doing something much more ordinary.

"Some people are just born human, the rest of us, we take a lifetime to get there


"I imagine a line, a white line, painted on the sand and on the ocean, from me to you."

"Love, the deadliest of all deadly things: It kills you both when you have it and when you don’t."

"Her heart was made of liquid sunsets."

Inhale and hold the evening in your lungs.

You will fall in love with someone who’s cold and always seemingly pushing you away. When all is said and done, they will be forever known as the one person you couldn’t get to love you. Unfortunately, it will hurt and sting worse than the good ones, the ones that chopped up your meat for you and picked out an eyelash from your eye and were nice to your mother, because love often feels like a game we need to win. And when we lose, when we realize we couldn’t get what we ultimately desired from a person, it makes us feel like a failure and erases all the memories of those who loved us in the past.

Millions of people have decided not to be sensitive. They have grown thick skins around themselves just to avoid being hurt by anybody. But it is at great cost. Nobody can hurt them, but nobody can make them happy either.

I send out rain
to follow you,

"The last time I wanted time to end
I fell in love with you instead”

I have forgiven mistakes that were indeed almost unforgivable. I’ve tried to replace people who were irreplaceable and tried to forget those who were unforgettable.

“What you’re scared of has always been what moved you.”

"There are still days you can catch me
tape recording eternal silence
and playing it backwards for an empty room”

"By no longer being

here,
you’ve made it easier for me to leave the world.”

"Something in each of us is waiting
to see if we can survive,
severed.”

"a silence that almost had a scent”

"i don’t remember who
i was before we met
and now that you’re
gone where am i?
somewhere else
where there’s no
one like you and
the me i used to
be is equally
dead”

We didn’t have it when we needed it, but got it once we didn’t.

-It’s what I’d like to undo that keeps me up at night. 

-If you are not part of the problem, you will be. 

"There are silences harder to take back than words."

"Truth is
we all lie to find out who loves us”

I know
I didn’t have to learn to love you”

Look until you can look
at anything.
Look at anything
long enough to love it.”

"If only making love did not
also make loss.”

"Yet I lost my life without death”

Please don’t let me love you
that horrible way.

What is your favorite word?”
“And. It is so hopeful.”

"But I didn’t understand then. That I could hurt somebody so badly he would never recover. That a person can, just by living, damage another human being beyond repair."

"I don’t want to fall in love with you. It would be too big  memory."

"Whatever we say
we know there is another
language under this one”

"How can you hide from what never goes away?"

There is only one heart in my body, have mercy
on me

‘If I were the moon, I know where I would fall down.’

"I want to belong to you, like a name. I want to be a thing people have to know to know you.

I saw a building with a thousand floors,
A thousand windows and a thousand doors:
Not one of them was ours, my dear

"Let the people who never find true love
keep saying that there’s no such thing.

Their faith will make it easier for them to live and die.”

"like a million flowers on fire”

I’m too small in the world, yet not small enough
to be simply in your presence, like a thing—
just as it is.

If I lose the light of the sun, I will write by candlelight, moonlight, no light. If I lose paper and ink, I will write in blood on forgotten walls. I will write always. I will capture nights all over the world and bring them to you.

"how is it now between us?
love? love is far too
tattered a word”

And even sadness was the privilege of the rich, of those who could afford it, of those who had nothing better to do. Sadness was a luxury."

I’ll just bleed so the stars can have something dark

where breath ends, air starts.

"I couldn’t touch you without ruining you, so I didn’t touch you at all.

"Don’t worry,  I won’t commit suicide and I won’t burn a thing.
Because from now on, for you, I’ll be searching for those moments of always within a never.
Beauty, in this world."

"Tell me what’s the difference
between hope and waiting
because my heart doesn’t know
It constantly cuts itself on the glass of waiting
It constantly gets lost in the fog of hope

It was the kind where you keep
telling yourself, This won’t kill me
and if it does, then I won’t know it, I’ll be dead.
That made it go away for a while,
though you can’t ever forget it: it’s the voice
under the voice of every casual word.”

"I want to erase your footprints
from my walls.