Top 250 Lang Leav Quotes (2026 Update)
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51. “Someone Like You Do you think there is the possibility of you and I? In this lifetime, is that too much to hope for? There is something so delicate about this time, so fragile. And if nothing ever comes of it, at least I have known this feeling, this wonderful sense of optimism. It is something I can always keep close to me – to draw from in my darkest hour like a ray of unspent sunshine. No matter what happens next, I will always be glad to know there is someone like you in the world.”

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52. “I saw love in your smile and I recognized it for the first time in my life. But you had a plane to catch and I was already home.”

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53. “But if you don’t love my every flaw, then you mustn’t love me – not at all.”

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54. “I want you to be happy. I want someone else to know the warmth of your smile, to feel the way I did when I was in your presence.”

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55. “Their purpose isn’t to save you but to show you how to save yourself.”

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56. “You must emerge from adversity, scathed but victorious to tell your story and, in turn, light the way for others.”

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57. “Which is why I am not here to tell you tomorrow will be a new day. That the sun will go on shining. Or there are plenty of fish in the sea. What I will tell you is this; it’s okay to be hurting as much as you are. What you are feeling is not only completely valid but necessary – because it makes you so much more human. And though I can’t promise it will get better any time soon, I can tell you that it will – eventually. For now, all you can do is take your time. Take all the time you need.”

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58. “Our love story comes to me in waves, in movie stills and long summer afternoons spent under a sky of incessant blue. I still think of your eyes in flashes of color, your hands in a frenetic, feverish blur – your smile a mosaic of light and shadow. I still find myself lost in those moments of abstraction.”

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59. “As a little girl, she would drift in and out of libraries filled with dead poets and their musky scent. She held them in her hands and breathed them in – wanting so much to be part of their world... she learned that poets were among the damned, cursed to commiserate over their loss, outstretched hands – hands that will never know the weight of what they seek.”

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60. “I held the ones I love closer – let go of the things that weren’t meant to be mine. Looked my past dead in the eye and said, You aren’t welcome here anymore. Chased away the cobwebs that I had let linger far too long. Told the moon I was sorry, but this is now my time in the sun.”

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61. “The feeling is like the ocean. Sometimes calm and still; other times, it’s a hurricane.”

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62. “You said my sadness was like the sun, beautiful from a distance but it hurt you too much to come closer.”

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63. “In many ways, a book is, in itself, a tiny universe. Each page is like a newly formed galaxy, fashioned from a single, pulsing thought. A book travels for days, for years, sometimes for centuries to meet you at an exact point in time.”

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64. “Somehow, there is a sense of comfort in knowing nothing will ever hit me quite as hard again. Nothing will ever be as beautiful, but neither will anything hurt as much.”

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65. “This was the year that came with a gentle tap on the shoulder, reminding me who I was and what I could be, if only I’d just open my arms and let the light in, stop overthinking and start living. Give myself permission to fall as long as I got back up again.”

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66. “When someone stirs a world of emotion in you and it’s so intense you can barely stand to be with him.”

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67. “There are days when the melancholy settles on you like a sudden change in weather. The kind of sadness that is intangible. Like the presence of an ache where you can’t pinpoint exactly where it hurts, you just know it does.”

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68. “When was the last time you felt like someone knew you and not the person you’ve been pretending to be. When was the last time you felt like yourself.”

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69. “That night, we talked the way old friends do, with candor and ease.”

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70. “My heart however, was having a serious case of selective hearing.”

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71. “But when I look at you, I just know instinctively, that despite the odds against you and although life will always find a way to test you, someday you’ll have everything you want. Your ending will be a happy one.”

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72. “We spoke once about lovers who kept finding each other, no matter how many times the world came between them. And I think I had to break your heart, and you had to break mine. How else could we know the worth of what we were given?”

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73. “My demons are lying in wait, they are grinning in the shadows, their polished fangs glinting, knowing today, it will be an easy kill. But tomorrow, tomorrow could be different, and that is what keeps me going today.”

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74. “Everyone has one – an inventory of lost things waiting to be found. Yearning to be acknowledged for the worth they once held in your life.”

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75. “Yes, we took it all for granted – but isn’t that such a blessed thing? When you’re not even thinking about what you have, because you never imagine you someday won’t.”

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76. “I don’t think about myself as much as I used to. I guess that’s a good thing. I only think about the things that are missing from me.”

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77. “In the wrong hands, your past is a weapon.”

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78. “You may grow to love this person but remember they are not yours to keep. Their purpose isn’t to save you but to show you how to save yourself. And once this is fulfilled; the halo lifts and the angel leaves their body as the person exits your life. They will be a stranger to you once more.”

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79. “Have you ever loved a rose, and bled against her thorns; and swear each night to let her go, then love her more by dawn.”

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80. “Yes, I think it is entirely possible to fall in love with someone you’ve never met. Physicality is an expression of intimacy- not an indication of it.”

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81. “Just Friends I know that I don’t own you, and perhaps I never will, so my anger when you’re with her, I have no right to feel. I know that you don’t owe me, and I shouldn’t ask for more; I shouldn’t feel so let down, all the times when you don’t call. What I feel – I shouldn’t show you, so when you’re around I won’t; I know I’ve no right to feel it but it doesn’t mean I don’t.”

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82. “The distance from you is measured in how far I’ve come.”

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83. “Sea of Strangers In a sea of strangers, you’ve longed to know me. Your life spent sailing to my shores. The arms that yearn to someday hold me, will ache beneath the heavy oars. Please take your time and take it slowly; as all you do will run its course. And nothing else can take what only – was always meant as solely yours.”

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84. “Who you love and who loves you back determines so much in your life.”

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85. “We were born to walk this world in intersecting lines.”

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86. “I wanted everything because I didn’t want anything enough.”

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87. “Sometimes I am caught between poetry and prose, like two lovers I can’t decide between. Prose says to me, let’s build something long and lasting. Poetry takes me by the hand, and whispers, come with me, let’s get lost for awhile.”

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88. “The memory of you is fading, a little at a time, and I can feel myself forgetting.”

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89. “Because sooner or later, all kinds of love – crazy love, wild love- fade into the same thing. The love becomes old and predictable -safe.”

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90. “The glass bottle does not know its own contents. It has no idea whether it is a vessel for the most delicious apple cider, a lovingly crafted wine, or a bitter poison.”

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91. “It was a kind love, a selfless love. I was a dreamer, and you were a traveler. We met at the crossroads. I saw love in your smile, and I recognized it for the first time in my life. But you had a plane to catch, and I was already home.”

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92. “I want you to know how sorry I am for pushing you away when I had only meant to bring you closer.”

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93. “Slowly I am withering – a flower deprived of sun; longing to belong to – somewhere or someone.”

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94. “Let her be herself. Or she will be somebody else’s.”

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95. “Every time I see my name, I hear it in your voice.”

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96. “After all this time, my love for you burns constant and true, my guiding light, my morning star. Time is testament to the relentless, unyielding power of this old, ancient love. A love I will carry with me, from eons to oceans to inches, back to you.”

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97. “I know you are scared. Who could blame you? Love is a hurricane wrapped inside a chrysalis. And you are a girl walking into the storm.”

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98. “If you love me for what you see, only your eyes would be in love with me.”

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99. “She walks the earth freely, yet her feet never touch the ground. Many hands will reach for her, but she cannot be anchored. She belongs to no one, to nothing, to nowhere. When you meet her, you will recognize her for what she is – a free spirit, a wandering star. She will fit in your arms like she was made to be there. And she will show you what it means to hold something you can never hold on to.”

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100. “It was like being seen after a perpetual darkness, I replied. To be heard after a lifetime of silence.”

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