Quotes I've Fallen in Love with

Ernst Hemingway

"It's just your way of speaking that irritates me. Your choice of words." - The Garden Of Eden

"I love sleep. My life has the tendency to fall apart when I'm awake, you know?"

"The world breaks everyone, then some become strong at the broken pieces." - A Farewell to Arms

"You are so brave and quiet I forget you are suffering."

"The most painful thing in losing yourself in the process of loving someone too much, and forgetting that you are special too." - Men Without

"Being against evil doesn't make you good."

"If there's empty spaces in your heart,
They'll make you think it's wrong,
Like having empty spaces, means you can never be strong.
But I've learned that all the spaces,
Means there's room enough to grow,
And the people that once filled them,
Were always meant to be let go.
And all these empty spaces,
Create a strange sort of pull,
That attract so many people,
You wouldn't meet if they were full.
So if you're made of empty spaces,
Don't ever think it's wrong,
Because maybe they're just empty,
Until the right person comes along."

"There's nothing to writing. All you have to do sit down at a typewriter bleed."

"We are all broken, that's how the light gets in."

"Happiness in intelligent people is the rarest thing I know."

"Write hard and clear about what hurts."

"The best people possess a feeling for beauty, the courage to take risks, the discipline to tell the truth, capacity for sacrifice. Ironically, their virtues make them vulnerable: they are often wounded, sometimes destroyed."

"Never mistake motion for action."

"There is no friend as loyal as a book."

"Forget your personal tragedy. We are all bitched from the start and you especially have to be hurt like hell before you can write seriously. But when you get the damned hurt, use it--don't cheat with it."

"If I showed you my teardrops,
Would you collect them like rain,
Store them in jars,
That are labeled with Pain,
Would you follow their tracks,
From my eyes down to my cheeks,
As they write all the stories,
I'm too scared to speak,
Would you stop them with kisses,
Bring their flow to a halt,
As you teach me that pain,
Isn't always my fault,
Would you hold my face gently,
As you dry both my eyes,
And whisper the words,
You're too precious to cry,
If I showed you my teardrops,
Would you show me your own,
And learn though we're lonely,
We're never alone."