& Until The Dreams Come Quotes

“You were a furious bull
and I was a china shop
with beautiful red curtains.”
― Danabelle Gutierrez, & Until The Dreams Come

“Why kill a wild thing
when you can take it home and tie it down?”
― Danabelle Gutierrez, & Until The Dreams Come

“Even through the smoke,
you are still the most beautiful thing
in this city and I, well, I am still
the last thing you’d save in a fire.”
― Danabelle Gutierrez, & Until The Dreams Come

“You said: "Wait for the moon with me."
I stayed. I waited. The moon never came.”
― Danabelle Gutierrez, & Until The Dreams Come

“There is no gentle here.”
― Danabelle Gutierrez, & Until The Dreams Come

“If it doesn’t feel like your heart
is either drowning or is being set on fire
then it probably isn’t worth it at all.

Love is all consuming.
It is the perfect murder,
the sweetest suicide.

Let it kill you.

It’s worth it, I swear.”
― Danabelle Gutierrez, & Until The Dreams Come

“The first summer that we spent together,
we did so many obscene things to each other, that
by the end of it, the trees blushed a shy shade of scarlet,
leaves falling to the ground, scandalized by our acts.”
― Danabelle Gutierrez, & Until The Dreams Come

“My tongue was handed down to me
by datus and katipuneros. The truth is
my mouth is a battlefield that
you wouldn’t know how to fight in.”
― Danabelle Gutierrez, & Until The Dreams Come

“I'm sure that you didn't think I would notice,
but we memorize the strangest things in a person
when we're in love with them.”
― Danabelle Gutierrez, & Until The Dreams Come

“I've never known love
that wasn't an animal waiting to devour.”
― Danabelle Gutierrez, & Until The Dreams Come

“Drink wine in new cities.
Forget that you were ever
intoxicated by the vowels
of his name.”
― Danabelle Gutierrez, & Until The Dreams Come

“Did you tell them that you made love to the poet?
Did you tell them that our lovechild is an elegy?”
― Danabelle Gutierrez, & Until The Dreams Come

“you see, the thing is, I just don't know
how to write anything that doesn't
start with a lump in my throat.
And I really don't know how to write anything
that doesn't end with your hands on my neck.”
― Danabelle Gutierrez, & Until The Dreams Come