Lgbt Quotes

Take care, take care. This city thrives! It's money gives you wings to soar. But it is a yoke on your shoulders and you would do well to take note of the bruise around your neck.

Believe it or don't believe it, Madame. But my feet are tired too. Bloody tired. Like a dead man's.

We're nothing more than prisoners to your desire.

The ink was secret nectar, for Marin isn't married.

There are horizons through the brickwork, you wait and see.

What was once, is no longer.

The night darkens, the stars unfriendly, the cold a knife upon her neck - but Nella waits, until she can no longer difference between Johannes and the darkness that carries him away.

Neighbours watching neighbours, twisting ropes to bind us all.

From little seeds great flowers grow.

I feel younger than eighteen but burdened as a eighty-year-old.

We live in a world of contrast and it’s sad we are among people who can’t seem to grasp the differences surrounding them.

Rainbow on the inside!” He giggles. “Can you imagine if we all took them for Pride? Dozens of us. Hundreds. Thousands? All of us marching, rainbow to the core?

And without my consent, with my defences in ruins, while my brain was sleeping, my stupid heart went and fell headfirst into love.

My last thought before falling asleep last night was a realisation that I was falling in love with Andrew. Well, not me exactly. My stupid, traitorous heart.

I think he won a tiny piece of my heart that day. If he didn't have the whole damn thing before then, he certainly had part of it now.

I kissed him softly and left my lips pressed to his for a few beats of my heart.

When I opened the door, Andrew was standing there like a remedy for heart palpitations. Or maybe he made them worse. It was hard to tell.

Do close your mouth. You look like a cow that's being artificially inseminated.

Don't try to be brave all at once. Take it in steps.

But if I die without trying again, I'm a coward. I don't mind having regrets about stuff I've done. It's the regrets about stuff I haven't done that bother me.

Ah, relationships. If he was lucky, Luke thought, he would never have another one.

And what was I if not death's ghostwriter?

English. That was where I met him.

Brian organised for the body to be flown back.

I am small.So are stars from a distance. It's all a matter of perspective.

It is strange... the reasons one feels he doesn't deserve things.

One can learn from what is not said.

I never realized how intimidating it could be to be authentic

If we held grudges for all the idiotic things we said and did as freshman and sophomores, the hallways would be silent.

I don’t have enough gross words in my gross vocabulary to describe how gross that gross thought is. Gross.

Reputations seldom deliver on promises of happiness.

It's what he needs, and whether he ever admits it to us or not, it's what he loves" - Theoden (From Commanded:House of Theoden)

If no one on this planet ever loves you, I always will.

They should love you, just as you are. Parents should love their kids, right?" "You'd think so.

Remember that you don't owe anyone an apology. You are who you are, you have no choice, and that is beautiful.

I would lay down my life for this ice cream.''Wow. That's an endorsement. If I ever decide to mass produce, I'll have to put that on the carton.

It was the only act of rebellion I knew—to be worthy of such an insult as “butterfly.

I'm surprised I could actually talk with how much I was grinning.

Love doesn't discriminate and nor should the law. Not in this country, not in this world, not in this lifetime.

If two people could make each other smile and laugh and forget all the pain and darkness in the world for a moment, why should we feel ashamed of it?

If a fight looks like a lot of fun, you should be suspicious. 'If you ain't scared of standing up for what's right, you ain't standing up for much.

I mean, I really liked him to the point where being around him was sort of wonderful and painful all at the same time, you know?

Please your mother: just lie around upstairs and smoke some pot. Be a revolutionary.

She kissed me on the cheek, and my mom sang Theresa’s name from the open front door. She loves Theresa. I think she loves me more when I’m with her.

I could feel his hand on my waist, his arms around me, feel the rise and fall of his chest next to mine as I held my breath, and wished the sun would drop out of the sky.

It was duck apocalypse!

Dude, ” he said instead, “I’m flattered as hell.” And then he kicked my foot, lightly, twice. He was smiling.He couldn’t see the chasm that had opened behind my ribs.

I've always wanted to wake up one day in a world where I liked the right people, and they lied me in return. I worry it'll never happen.

I'm still not totally sure I know what's true about me.

I do like the way people behave toward me and Theresa when we’re together-everyone’s voice changes to music, and we get all sorts of smiles.