I have been collecting my favorite lines from literature and lectures in notebooks since I was in high school. Some of them are so beautiful, that I read them to myself on the way to work on the subway… and recently a friend asked if I had ever played with them, adding my own structure to it. So… I did.
[When I met you, you weren’t] doing a thing that I could see, except standing there leaning on the balcony railing, holding the universe together. (J.D. Salinger, A Girl I Once Knew)
[One] of the mixed blessings of being twenty and twenty-one and even twenty-three is the conviction that nothing like this, all evidence to the contrary notwithstanding, has ever happened before. (Joan Didion, Slouching Towards Bethlehem) [That you and I find ourselves here, where] journeys end in lovers meeting. (Shakespeare, Twelfth Night) [That when we first spoke, your] laughter was a question [I] wanted to spend [my] whole life answering. (Nicole Krauss, The History of Love)
I just want you to know that you’re very special… and the only reason I’m telling you is that I don’t know if anyone ever has. (Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being A Wallflower)
Yo te he nombrado reina.
Hay más altas que tú, más altas.
Hay más puras que tú, más puras.
Hay más bellas que tú, hay más bellas.
Pero tú eres la reina. (Pablo Neruda, La Reina)
[And I want for you to] Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don’t matter and those who matter don’t mind. (Dr Seuss)
Who, being loved, is poor? (Oscar Wilde, A Woman of No Importance)
[My love, the] curves of your lips could rewrite history. (Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray) [And how easy would it be,] You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves. (Mary Oliver, Wild Geese)
[So] if you ever have need of my life, come and take it. (Anton Chekov, The Seagull)
[For] there are stars, but none of you, to spare. (June Jordan, Sunflower Sonnet II)