Richard Siken:

A man takes his sadness down to the river and throws it in the river
             but then he's still left
with the river. A man takes his sadness and throws it away
                              but then he's still left with his hands

Michael Faudet:

The kind of love letters I write are the ones you read in bed, 
stretched out under the sheets with one hand between your legs.

Chuck Palahnuik:

People fall so in love with their pain, they can’t leave it behind. 
The same as the stories they tell. We trap ourselves.

Alexander Pope:

But let the business of our life be love: 
These softer moments let delights employ, 
And kind embraces snatch the hasty joy.

@kerihw:

So embarrassing when you stare into the abyss 
and the abyss stares back at you so you wave 
but the abyss was staring at the dude behind you.

I love words that are out of context best, just waiting to be consumed and loved absolutely.

xx