Simon Van Booy Quotes

You were unsure which pain is worse -- the shock of what happened or the ache for what never will.

I think anyone can fall in love, if you're open and you're willing, but the real test is sustaining it after all the excitement has worn off.

Language is like looking at a map of somewhere. Love is living there and surviving on the land.

I didn’t know who she was, but I had this fire inside me for someone I knew existed.

Language is like drinking from one's own reflection in still water. We only take from it what we are at the time.

The present grows within the boundaries of the past.

The passions we cannot control are the ones that define us.

But say you do find the right people - how do you love them without smothering them?...How do you not suffocate them with all the love you've built up in their absence?

They haven't made love for years but sleep holding hands

Should you ever feel too lonely...listen for the roar of the sea- for in it are all those who've been and all those who are to come.

Coincidences mean you're on the right path.

For some people, life is the process of knocking through walls to get out. For others, it is the building of walls.

When somebody leaves this plane—or, if you like, goes into another room—those left behind sometimes try and stop loving—but this is a mistake, because even if you have loved only once in your life, you’re ruined.

Love between strangers takes only a few seconds and can last a whole life.

Some studies show that we're physically attracted, like animal attraction, to people that have a different immune system to us. So even though I love cologne, it's probably keeping me from finding a good mate.

Sometimes, language is the sound of longing

Whether you know it or not, we leave parts of ourselves wherever we go.

Language allows us to reach out to people, to touch them with our innermost fears, hopes, disappointments, victories. To reach out to people we'll never meet. It's the greatest legacy you could ever leave your children or your loved ones: The history of how you felt.

Reading reassures us that no matter how alone we might feel, there are many others - spread as wide as history itself - who have felt the same way we have, who have occupied the rooms we find ourselves locked in at various points of our lives.

Death is the most sophisticated form of beauty, and the most difficult to accept.

Could it be that first love was the only true love? And that after those first fires had been doused or burned out, men and women chose whom they would love based on worldly needs, and then reenacted the rituals and feelings of that first pure experience - nursed the flames that once burned of their own accord

Love requires imagination more than experience.