Juhjatczak’s most recent Quotables

You can exist without your soul, you know, as long as your brain and heart are still working. But you'll have no sense of self anymore, no memory, no... anything. There's no chance at all of recovery. You'll just exist. As an empty shell. And your soul is gone forever... lost.

It's the way your heart beats faster when he comes around, it's the way you can't breathe when you think about him, it's the way when you try to talk to him nothing comes out, it's the way that his name alone captivates your whole mind, it's the way you could sit and think about him for hours and still believe he's the only one for you.

Love is..
running into his arms,
colliding with his heart,
and exploding into his soul.

Few things leave a deeper mark on a reader than the first book that finds its way into his heart. Those first images, the echo of words we think we have left behind, accompany us throughout our lives and sculpt a palace in our memory to which, sooner or later—no matter how many books we read, how many worlds we discover, or how much we learn or forget—we will return.

Sometimes your nearness takes my breath away; and all the things I want to say can find no voice. Then, in silence, I can only hope my eyes will speak my heart.

Feelings sometime sway side to side as the heart and mind fights to gain control.

The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of the depths. These persons have an appreciation, a sensitivity, and an understanding of life that fills them with compassion, gentleness, and a deep loving concern. Beautiful people do not just happen.