Hopeless heart that thrives on paradox that longs for the beloved and is secretly relieved when the beloved is not there.

I will be with her again or I will die. There arent any other options

I love you so much that nothing can matter to me - not even you...Only my love- not your answer. Not even your indifference

May she wake in torment he cried with frightful vehemence stamping his foot and groaning in a sudden paroxysm of ungovernable passion. Why shes a liar to the end Where is she Not therenot in heavennot perishedwhere Oh you said you cared nothing for my sufferings And I pray one prayerI repeat it till my tongue stiffensMay she wake in torment he cried with frightful vehemence stamping his foot and groaning in a sudden paroxysm of ungovernable passion. Why shes a liar to the end Where is she Not therenot in heavennot perishedwhere Oh you said you cared nothing for my sufferings And I pray one prayerI repeat it till my tongue stiffensCatherine Earnshaw may you not rest as long as I am living you said I killed youhaunt me then The murdered do haunt their murderers I believe. I know that ghosts have wandered on earth. Be with me alwaystake any formdrive me mad only do not leave me in this abyss where I cannot find you Oh God it is unutterable I cannot live without my life I cannot live without my soul

He did not care if she was heartless vicious and vulgar stupid and grasping he loved her. He would rather have misery with one than happiness with the other.

I would like to be the air that inhabits you for a moment only. I would like to be that unnoticed and that necessary.

Friendship marks a life even more deeply than love. Love risks degenerating into obsession friendship is never anything but sharing.

William looked up... through his tears... past the catwalk and lights... past the sky... through the dark and clouds and stars and into the void where he once knew God existed then turned himself outside-in alone and asked Why

I existed on my own terms. I was different my entire life. Some called me divergent wild crazy unpredictable and unconformedan apostate to the rules of the majority. I called myself Gods creation and found purpose in the madness. When that day came I didnt allow other people to dictate how I should feel or act. I learned there was no shame in imperfection because history had shown being different had the power to change perspectives and eventually the world. This is when I realized that flaws had responsibility. This was the day that I learned I was truly BLESSED.

Nostalgia has a way of blocking the reality of the past.