Quotes by Tabitha Suzuma

Tabitha Suzuma

And I know how he feels–it’s so good it hurts.

Feels

Hurt

Know How

And the very important fact that I’m here to worry with you and go through all of this – every little bit of it – by your side, even your worst-case-scenario, should it somehow come to that. You wouldn’t be doing any of it alone.’ Her voice drops and she looks down at our hands, fingers entwined, resting on her lap. ‘Whatever happens, there will always be us.

Hands

Worst Case Scenario

Your Side

Anyway, what does mad mean exactly?” Rami added quickly “Aren’t we all a little mad? Don’t we have to be somehat mad just to go on living, to go on hoping?

Doe

Mad

Mean

As the light begins to intensify, so does my misery, and I wonder how it is possible to hurt so much when nothing is wrong.

Doe

Hurt

Light

Being together, we harm nobody; being apart, we extinguish ourselves.

Being Together

Harm

Together

But I don’t want to be fine, not if it means she’s going to let go of my hand; not if it means we’re going to go back to being polite strangers.

Hands

Letting Go

Mean

But then why is it so terrible for me to be with the girl I love? Everyone one is permitted to have what they want, express their love as they please, without fear of harassment, ostracism, persecution, or even the law. Even emotionally abusive, adulterous relationships are often tolerated, despite the harm they cause others. In our progressive, permissive society, all these harmful, unhealthy types of “love” are allowed–but not ours.

Girl

Law

Want

But whichever form it took it brought with it, in those moments of bitter anguish, such a desperate surge of hope that it was almost untouchable, and flitted away like a golden butterfly into the bright blue sky – beautiful, unreachable and completely transistent.

Beautiful

Blue

Butterfly

Do I realy regret that night? That one moment of joy beyond compare – some people never experience it in a lifetime. But the downside to that taste of pure happiness is that,like a drug, a glimmer of paradise, it leaves you craving more.

Night

People

Regret

Even though I’m surrounded by pupils, there is the invisible screen screen between us, and behind the glass wall I am screaming – screaming in my own silence, screaming to be noticed, to be befriended, to be liked.

Glasses

Silence

Wall

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Beautiful

Being Together

Blue

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Butterfly

Chairs

Couple

Crazy

Denial

Doe

Enough

Eye

Feelings

Feels

Fighting

Fire

Forbidden

Girl

Giving Up

Glasses

Growing

Hands

Harm

Hate

Heart

Hurt

Ivy

Jesus

Kissing

Know How

Law

Legs

Letting Go

Light

Looks

Lost Everything

Love You

Mad

Mean

Mouths

Moving

My Best Friend

Nice

Night

Order

Overcoming

People

Poison

Pride

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Quotes by Tabitha Suzuma

Tabitha Suzuma

And I know how he feels–it’s so good it hurts.

Anyway, what does mad mean exactly?” Rami added quickly “Aren’t we all a little mad? Don’t we have to be somehat mad just to go on living, to go on hoping?

As the light begins to intensify, so does my misery, and I wonder how it is possible to hurt so much when nothing is wrong.

Being together, we harm nobody; being apart, we extinguish ourselves.

But I don’t want to be fine, not if it means she’s going to let go of my hand; not if it means we’re going to go back to being polite strangers.

But whichever form it took it brought with it, in those moments of bitter anguish, such a desperate surge of hope that it was almost untouchable, and flitted away like a golden butterfly into the bright blue sky – beautiful, unreachable and completely transistent.

Do I realy regret that night? That one moment of joy beyond compare – some people never experience it in a lifetime. But the downside to that taste of pure happiness is that,like a drug, a glimmer of paradise, it leaves you craving more.

Even though I’m surrounded by pupils, there is the invisible screen screen between us, and behind the glass wall I am screaming – screaming in my own silence, screaming to be noticed, to be befriended, to be liked.

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