No matter how bad your heart is broken, the world doesn’t stop for your grief.
Remember, someone, somewhere in some corner of this somewhat big world, is out there crying if you’re unhappy and is happy if you are! And you know who that someone is!
Walking alone is not difficult but when we have walked a mile worth a thousand years with someone then coming back alone is what is difficult.
Eye contact is way more intimate than words will ever be.
Our love is the reason romance was created.
One of the symptoms of having a broken-heart is the fact that even ghosts will give up on the hope of scaring you as you have already lived through your worst fear.
There is no home as comfortable as your father’s arms and no bed as soft as your mother’s lap.
I inhale loneliness like it is the sweet smell of virgin earth conquered by fiery rain drops. Within me, I’m a thousand others.
It’s love when someone can touch you without using their hands.
Some people are going to leave, but that’s not the end of your story. That’s the end of their part in your story.
Never carry the baggage of your past relationships on the honeymoon of your future relationships.
I wonder if I could take back every ‘I love you’ ever said to you, would I do it?
Who would have listened to his tales of woe when his love was the flickering lamp over his own decaying tomb?
Grief embraced him and welcomed him back, showering tears upon his arrival.
I eyed her like a thirsty traveler in the desert looks at a pail of water.
His mind scolded him for his stupidity and urged him to forget her but his heart had no justifications for its stand. It remained unmoved, its solidarity unaffected, its arrogance still holding.
That night it did not rain as much in the sky as it did in his heart.
Sometimes your eyes are not the only place the tears fall from.
But when nothing in your life happens in a positive frame, it is difficult to think positively and hope for the best.
Competition was as much as respecting your opponent’s work as introspecting on your own.
Not watching the path where his legs took him, he walked on because he knew he had to walk ahead, leaving his past behind.