That, I think, is the shock of any relationship ending. It is realizing that what is still an ongoing relationship to someone is, for the other person, something finished and done with.
I thought everything in the world was already discovered. Already in my books. A lot of dead stuff that put me to sleep. That was the day I understood the world is still living.
If life were a highway, I would still look for the footpath, for walking that, I would learn about us, enjoying the extra time to do so.
None of us could choose our birth, but we could still chose our family, and only those who love you are your true family.
Like most good looking women, she was never sure of her beauty, and had to keep checking on it, to make sure it was still there.
How did I get to be a grown-up? At times, I find myself still sitting on the hillside, plotting revenge against the adult world.
Even in the darkest and most cruel person, there is still a kernel of good. and within the most perfect champion, there is also darkness. The question is, will one give into the dark or the light?
It wasn’t playing both sides of the fence – it was betting against yourself but still playing to win – and it encapsulated everything absurd and paradoxical that I loved about the French.
There isn't no call to go talking of pushing and pulling. Boats are quite tricky enough for those that sit still without looking for further for the cause of trouble.
...I'm innocent still -inside me are stained glass windows that have never been broken- and when I see your light it stains my soul with color ...
...every time I look at you autumn leaves come in between - does it matter they're the color of your hair - or they still fall in my memory?...
I was trying to decide if you still had free will as a wolf. If I was a terrible person for planning to drug my girlfriend and drag her back to my house to keep in the basement.
Is it still cool to go to the mall?' she asked. 'I take quite a lot of pride in not knowing what's cool,' I answered.
And yet still I worried. I like being a person. I wanted to keep at it. Worry is yet another side effect of dying.
If there was anything that depressed him more than his own cynicism, it was that quite often it still wasn't as cynical as real life.
And I still don't understand the purpose of a wedding. What could possibly induce two free beings to partner only with each other for the rest of their existence?
The room continued to spin though she was standing still, but her ears were hot. She felt like she'd just slammed three doubles of tequila and needed a fistfight chaser.
It lingers in this room like the voices that still echo here, some belonging to a man who’d once been alive, and the rest belong to others who’ve never drawn breath.
Sometimes people did this, closed their eyes for a few seconds and imagined it gave them insights into what it was like to be her. Only, at the end, they could still open their eyes and see.
And you? Now that I have discovered you? Beautiful, dangerous, unleashed. Still I try to hold you, knowing that your body is faced with knives.
Bran thought about it. 'Can a man still be brave if he's afraid?' 'That is the only time a man can be brave,' his father told him.
