30 Quotes Tagged: moving-on

Well, now
If little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you
Little by little
If suddenly you forget me
Do not look for me
For I shall already have forgotten you

If you think it long and mad the wind of banners that passes through my life
And you decide to leave me at the shore of the heart where I have roots
Remember
That on that day, at that hour, I shall lift my arms
And my roots will set off to seek another land

It was strange, really. A couple months ago, I had thought I couldn't live without him. Apparently I could.

I saw my earlier selves as different people, acquaintances I had outgrown. I wondered how I could ever have been some of them.

When you see someone on top, look away and don't try to bring him down, because he may someday help you reach the top.

I always get to where I am going by walking away from where I have been.” — Winnie the Pooh

You can't look back - you just have to put the past behind you, and find something better in your future.

As incredible as it seemed, time kept moving forward for the rest of the world.

The rest of the world that wasn't waiting.

You won't find the same person twice, not even in the same person.

You can't move things by not moving.

I know why we try to keep the dead alive: we try to keep them alive in order to keep them with us. I also know that if we are to live ourselves there comes a point at which we must relinquish the dead, let them go, keep them dead. Let them become the photograph on the table. Let them become the name on the trust accounts. Let go of them in the water. Knowing this does not make it any easier to let go of him in the water.

Remember, it is ultimately your mind which makes anything attractive or unattractive. It is you who is the deciding factor.

If I kept saying it; if I kept reaching out. My accident really taught me just one thing: the only way to go on is to go on. To say 'I can do this' even when you know you can't.

We are all failures- at least the best of us are.

I had turned away from the picture and was going back to the world where events move, men change, light flickers, life flows in a clear stream, no matter whether over mud or over stones.

I was yours once till death if you cared to keep me, but I'm someone else's now — I can't hang about whining for ever — and he's mine in a way that shocks you, but why don't you stop being shocked and attend to your own happiness?