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I will not wait to love as best as I can. We thought we were young and that there would be time to love well sometime in the future. This is a terrible way to think. It is no way to live, to wait to love. Dave Eggers, What is the What (via bookmania)

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On a side note you can’t love without risk. Sometimes love is a terrible idea, except that it’s not an idea. Sometimes love leaves suddenly and it’s as if you were lying to the other person all this time, or they were lying to you. Sometimes you love someone and they don’t love you back the way you want to be loved back and you think if they’ll just hear your case, if you present the evidence before them as if in a court of law, they will concede to your argument and love you the way you love them, forever even, and then you both get to be happy. But that’s not how it works. You jump from the plane and hope your parachute opens. The other person is that parachute. If you can, jump over water, and from not too great a height. But what am I saying here? As if you had a choice; as if love was a conscious decision. As if, “But it will never work” was some kind of valid argument. I was just thinking about a girl I liked and so I thought I’d say that. I’m stupid with my affection. Steven Elliot, The Daily Rumpus (via poorlywrittenhistory)

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I believe in love and lust and sex and romance. I don’t want everything to add up to some perfect equation. I want mess and chaos. I want someone to go crazy out of his mind for me. I want to feel passion and heat and sweat and madess and I want Valentines and Cupids and all the rest of that crap. I want it all. The Mirror Has Two Faces (via syin, quotewhore)

You say that you love rain,
but you open your umbrella when it rains.

You say that you love the sun,
but you hide in the shade when the sun shines.

You say that you love the wind,
but you close your windows when wind blows.

This is why I am afraid,
you say that you love me too.

Unknown (but it’s not Shakespeare), “I Am Afraid (Korkuyorum)” (via suzywire)

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If someone told me to write a book on morality, it would have a hundred pages and ninety-nine of them would be blank. On the last page I would write, “I recognize only one duty and that is to love.” And as far as everything else is concerned, I say no. Albert Camus (via azspot)

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