"Not the swart Pariah in some Indian grove, Lone, lean, and hunted by his brother's hate, Hath drunk so deep the cup of bitter fate As that poor wretch who cannot, cannot love: He bears a load which nothing can remove, A killing, withering weight."

-- Percy Bysshe Shelley

#Love Quotes #Brother Quotes #Hate Quotes

“Lovers need to know how to lose themselves and then how to find themselves again.”
“Movement was the essence of Manhattan. It had always been so, and now its sense of flow, energy, openness, elasticity as Charles Dickens had called it, was headier than ever. Half the cityâ€™s skill and aspirations seemed to go into the propagation of motion.”
“If I hadn't met you, I'd certainly have fallen in love with him.”
“The only way to get better at stand-up is to do loads of gigs, and I don't know. I spread myself pretty thin to get the stage time. I'd love to do more, really.”
“I'm no longer accepting the things I cannot change...I'm changing the things I cannot accept.”
“I didn't have a clue where I was going on my first lap of practice.”
“It made me wonder how many times we forgive just because we don't want to lose someone, even if they don't deserve our forgiveness.”
“Sometimes you don't realize you've crossed a line until you're on the other side and can't go back.”

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