Most of the days, I am gripped by these visions, Memories! that haunt my present, What is it, That Separates me from You ?What is it, That can bring me close ?All through the night, i seek such things, All through the night, i lose Myself .
Time was passing like a hand waving from a train I wanted to be on. I hope you never have to think about anything as much as I think about you.
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Jonathan Safran Foer
There comes a time in your life when you have to choose to turn the page, write another book or simply close it.
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Shannon L. Alder
Sometimes loneliness makes the loudest noise.
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Aaron BenZeev
How sad and bad and mad it was - but then, how it was sweet
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Robert Browning
Real museums are places where Time is transformed into Space.
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Orhan Pamuk
More Quotes By Syed Murtaza Haroon
Tonight, It's not about You, Tonight It's about Me, It's about How Your absence, troubles me, It's about How i hide all of this Hurt .Tonight it's not about Love, Tonight it's about separations, it's about How i write, to remember You, it's about How...
I roam the streets, silent and still, I look for You, in each and everything. I have come a long way from myself, so away, so long, that I, myself have become a memory. And so i seek Your gaze, to See myself, But what...
Most of the days, I am gripped by these visions, Memories! that haunt my present, What is it, That Separates me from You ?What is it, That can bring me close ?All through the night, i seek such things, All through the night, i lose...
It is not always Like this, it is much more worse, Though, today seems endless, Still it Passes .
