"all of a sudden, it's not gravity holding you to the planet, it's her. nothing else matters. you would do anything; be anything for her." -twilight saga eclipse
all of a sudden, you're not flying anymore- you're floating. nothing else matters. you close your eyes; open your hands. for a moment you're just there. -mine
"there comes a day when you realize turning the page is the best feeling in the world, because you realize there's so much more to the book than the page you were stuck on." -zayn malik.
there comes a moment when you understand the relief of wetting your paintbrush because you know that there are more colors you can choose from. -mine
"i wanted to explain that i am constantly overestimating and underestimating the human race that rarely do i ever estimate it. i wanted to ask her how the same thing could be so ugly and so glorious, and it's words and stories so damning and brilliant." -death, the book thief.
she felt the need to say everything and nothing at all that instead she simply stated the bare minimum. she wanted to question the world and herself, and how they were the same, yet despicably different and starkly contrasting. -mine, the paintbrush
prompt; take a section from a book or a verse from from a poem or song and imitate it. the imitation can either be loosely imitated or structurally imitated.
outcome; the quote that i did was hard so if you don't find a quote long enough or descriptive enough to imitate and change, don't do a quote.
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