Karen Quan Quotes

You know what truly aches? Having so much inside you and not having the slightest clue of how to pour it out.

I can't save you unless you save me, too.

When my hands can no longer make these hammers and strings play for you, my heart will always sing to you.

I really hate that I need my glasses while using my laptop. What I hate even more is that I need those glasses to be full of vodka at all times.
-Karen Quan and Jarod Kintz

Underwater madness slipping into a haze, drowning and choking in repugnant nostalgic thoughts.

Love enough to end a war.

How beautiful would it be if we could just see souls instead of bodies? To see love and compassion instead of curves.

It's super cloudy right now but I think I can see the northern lights from my room. Another observation: Every light is a strobe light, if you just blink fast enough, and drink enough vodka.
-Karen Quan and Jarod Kintz

Love is a battle with yourself. Be kind and love yourself before you love anyone else.

My heart is burning a hole in my chest and every time you speak to me, it keeps sinking, and I'm left with nothing but ashes. I wish she were talking to me, because the more she speaks to me, the more my heart flutters like a rising phoenix.
-Karen Quan and Jarod Kintz

If your glass is half empty, fill it up to be full.

You have had me spinning for days, for I am drunk off the words that flow endlessly from your deep red lips that taste of wine.

Push my buttons, and I'll push you off a bridge.

Touch with your heart more than with your hands.

I wear a necklace of hope with pearly beads. When I met you, it broke, and the beads spilled all over the floor, into the gutters.

I had a dream that I saw shooting stars with you. Two things that will come close to never happening: Seeing shooting stars, and being with you.

Do you ever think of me when you look up at the moon and the stars? When you look into the horizon as the sun sets? We're looking at the same sun, and the stars may burn brighter where you are, but I can't see them, and they're still there. I spend nights trying to see the stars that you see, but I end up seeing you in the stars instead.

Some people hate the rain, other appreciate it for the blooming flowers.

I'll use the blood from my spilling heart to write the words that were never able to slip out of my mouth, so you can see how much you've broken me into a perpetual state of melancholy.

I miss you like the mismatching sock I can't find. You're out there somewhere.

Look up, always. Look back, never.

I'll put you in a jar on my shelf for a cold, rainy day when I need you the most.

You've left me with a kaleidoscope of broken smiles and shattered dreams.