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“I said never apologize for how you feel. No one can control how they feel. The sun doesn't apologize for being the sun. The rain doesn't say sorry for falling. Feelings just are.”

Iain S. Thomas - Intentional Dissonance

“I keep wondering, how many people do you need to be, before you can become yourself.”

—Iain S. Thomas, I Wrote This for You

“And then my soul saw you and it kind of went, "Oh, there you are. I've been looking for you." ”

Iain Thomas, I Wrote This For You

“And then my soul saw you and it kind of went, ‘Oh, there you are. I’ve been looking for you.”

—Iain Thomas, I Wrote This For You.

“All the hardest, coldest people you meet were once as soft as water. And that's the tragedy of living.”

—Iain Thomas, I Wrote This For You

“Joan of Arc came back as a little girl in Japan, and her father told her to stop listening to her imaginary friends. Elvis was born again in a small village in Sudan, he died hungry, age 9, never knowing what a guitar was. Michelangelo was drafted into the military at age 18 in Korea, he painted his face black with shoe polish and learned to kill. Jackson Pollock got told to stop making a mess, somewhere in Russia. Hemingway, to this day, writes DVD instruction manuals somewhere in China. He's an old man on a factory line. You wouldn't recognise him. Gandhi was born to a wealthy stockbroker in New York. He never forgave the world after his father threw himself from his office window, on the 21st floor. And everyone, somewhere, is someone, if we only give them a chance.”

— Iain S. Thomas, I Wrote This For You

“One day, you realise that there are some people you’ll never see again. At least, not in the same way.”

—I Wrote This For You

“Oh shut up. Every time it rains, it stops raining. Every time you hurt, you heal. After darkness, there is always light and you get reminded of this every morning but still you choose to believe that the night will last forever. Nothing lasts forever. Not the good or the bad. So you might as well smile while you're here.”

I Wrote This For You

“And he loves her. He loves her like he can never grab enough of her between his fingers. And no matter how close he gets, even when they make love, it never feels close enough, like her flesh and her bones keep something sacred in them, hidden from him.”

—Intentional Dissonance by Iain S Thomas
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