I found the words at the back of a drawer, wrapped in black cloth, like three ringsslipped from a dead woman’s hand, cold, dull gold. I had held them before, years ago, then put them away, forgetting whatever it was I could use them to say. I touched the first to my lips, like a pledge, like a kiss, and my breathwarmed them, the words I needed to utter this, small words, and few. I rubbed at them till they gleamed in my palm —I love you, I love you, I love you —as though they were new." Finding the Words. Carol Ann Duffy
I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.
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Marilyn Monroe
You've gotta dance like there's nobody watching, Love like you'll never be hurt, Sing like there's nobody listening, And live like it's heaven on earth.
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William W. Purkey
You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.
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Dr. Seuss
A friend is someone who knows all about you and still loves you.
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Elbert Hubbard
Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that.
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Unknown
More Quotes By Carol Ann Duffy
What will you do now with the gift of your left life?
The bed we loved in was a spinning world of forests, castles, torchlight, clifftops, seaswhere we would dive for pearls. My lover’s wordswere shooting stars which fell to earth as kisseson these lips; my body now a softer rhymeto his, now echo, assonance; his toucha...
Love’s language starts, stops, starts; the right words flowing or clotting in the heart.
Then he started his period. One week in bed. Two doctors in. Three painkillers four times a day. And later a letter to the powers-that-bedemanding full-paid menstrual leave twelve weeks per year.
Poetry, above all, is a series of intense moments - its power is not in narrative. I'm not dealing with facts, I'm dealing with emotion.
