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The Color Of Extraordinary.
The. World. Is. Not. A. Safe. Place.
I can't shove the dark out of my way.
Each time someone dies, a library burns.
I don't know how the heart withstands it.
The sky is everywhere, it begins at your feet.
When people fall in love, they burst into flames.
I wish my shadow would get up and walk beside me.
Music: what life, what living itself sounds like.
If bad luck knows who you are, become someone else.
We wish with our hands, that's what we do as artists.
You have to see the miracles for there to be miracles.
But what if music is what escapes when a heart breaks?
Maybe some people are just meant to be in the same story.
How can the word love, the word life, even fit in the mouth?
Take a (second or third or fourth) chance. Remake the world.
It's time for second chances. It's time to remake the world.
I could step out of this sad life like it's an old sorry dress.
I didn't know love felt like this, like turning into brightness.
At least, the sun had the decency to stay the hell away from us.
Someone might as well roll up the whole sky, pack it away for good.
I suddenly feel left out of a future that isn't even going to happen.
I've no use for talking, would just as soon store paper clips in my mouth.
How could a mother who boils water for pasta leave two little girls behind?
Our tongues have fallen madly in love and gotten married and moved to Paris.
Reality is crushing. The world is a wrong-sized shoe. How can anyone stand it?
Let me just unsubscribe to my own mind already, because I don't get any of it.
It's as if someone vacuumed up the horizon while we were looking the other way.
That's exactly it—I am crazy sad, and somewhere deep inside, all I want is to fly.
Who wants to know that the person you love and need the most can just vanish forever
And then he smiles, and in all the places around the globe where it's night, day breaks.
Dreams change, yes, that makes sense, but I didn't know dreams could hide inside a person.
It's such a colossal effort not to be haunted by what's lost, but to be enchanted by what was.
In one split second I saw everything I could be, everything I want to be. And all that I'm not.
Grief is forever. It doesn't go away; it becomes part of you, step for step, breath for breath.
People die, I think, but your relationship with them doesn't. It continues and is ever-changing.
The architecture of my sister's thinking, now phantom. I fall down stairs that are nothing but air.
The guy's life drunk, I think, makes Candide look like a sourpuss. Does he even know that death exists?
Sometimes you think you know things, know things very deeply, only to realize you don't know a damn thing.
When he plays all the flowers swap colors and years and decades and centuries of rain pour back into the sky
It’s never occurred to me that the stars are still up there shining even in the daytime when we can’t see them.
I heard this expression once: Each time someone dies, a library burns. I'm watching it burn right to the ground.
For the first time in our lives, I’m somewhere she can’t find, and I don’t have the map to give her that leads to me.
I wonder why bereaved people even bother with mourning clothes when the grief itself provides such an unmistakable wardrobe.
What kind of world is this? And what do you do about it? What do you do when the worst thing that can happen actually happens?
And why do English people sound smarter than the rest of us? Like they should be awarded the Nobel Prize for a simple greeting?
We were all heading for each other on a collision course, no matter what. Maybe some people are just meant to be in the same story.
I always imagined music trapped inside my clarinet, not trapped inside of me. But what if music is what escapes when a heart breaks?
This is what I want: I want to grab my brother’s hand and run back through time, losing years like coats falling from our shoulders.
... if you're someone who knows the worst thing can happen at any time, aren't you also someone who knows the best thing can happen at any time too?