lit qoutes

As a person who hates getting left behind, I think about leaving too much. I always wanted to leave everyone and everything behind. But recently I have been wanting to stay. And I’m afraid that I might stay for the wrong reasons.
—  i understand why everyone left now. and it’s too late
You were an unexpected surprise.
The defining moment. The collision of stars that slammed into me hard and sent my neat little world plummeting into the ocean.
I never expected it to be you, you know?
But it is you. It’s all you. And now there’s no looking back.
—  Beau TaplinT h e  D e f i n i n g  M o m e n t 
And she’s been stuck at stop lights all her life,
waiting for green,
And I’ve been running red lights,
Waiting for this feeling to catch up to me
—  On this day//kayla
I’ve always flexed my stern rules for other people but never for myself. A shelf full of trophies and a folder full of certificates will advocate my ambitious obedience. Relationships go against my ambitions as equally as they go against my cultural and religious beliefs; call me sheltered if you want. I’m proud of the accomplishments I have made because i wasn’t distracted by a lover.

I know too well that humans aren’t designed to live a solitary life. I will catch myself looking for a partner someday maybe not today, not this week, not this year but someday. Until then I will pat myself on the back for having a will power stronger than my hormones.

Not falling in love does not equate to not having a heart. I’ve been coarse on my nafs but I’m proud of where it got me. In a world that treads on teenagers getting drunk on the idea of love, I’ve rebelled by not losing sight of my goals.

—  Afreen Razvi, A Different Kind Of Rebel

“He shrank from hearing Margaret’s very name mentioned; he, while he blamed her - while he as jealous of her - while he renounced her - he loved her sorely, in spite of himself. He dreamt of her; he dreamt she came dancing towards him with outspread arms, and with a lightness and gaiety which made him loathe her, even while it allured him. …”

Elizabeth Gaskell, North and South