You see," he concluded, "if she was just anybody I could get over it, no matter how much I loved her. But she isn’t.
|—||F. Scott Fitzgerald, Basil & Cleopatra (via fitzgeraldquotes)|
|—||Friedrich Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra (via teenager90s)|
Her heart sank into her shoes as she realized at last how much she wanted him. No matter what his past was, no matter what he had done. Which was not to say that she would ever let him know, but only that he moved her chemically more than anyone she had ever met, that all other men seemed pale beside him.
|—||F. Scott Fitzgerald, A New Leaf (via teenager90s)|
In the end, only three things matter: how much you loved, how gently you lived, and how gracefully you let go of things not meant for you.
|—||Buddhist Saying (via likevineswereintertwined)|