244 Quotes by Karl Kristian Flores

Can there be no sadder thing to make me cry,With the exception of losing more days with you,That when you looked at me and said goodbye,I had déjà vu.

Will this pain leave as quickly as you did?

I wonder how many people would care about the world if they could do it anonymously. It’s fine to believe what we want, but it’s not fine to think people are less than us because they think different. Different is beautiful. Variety is gracious. We live in a time of two: you or me. It’s so cold.

People used to shop in stores; swiping through hangers, trying on clothes, and being surprised by what looked good on them. Now, clothing is a 2x4 digital image that you scroll past, worn by someone who isn’t you, in a color that isn’t accurate, in a fashion that invites no spontaneity. Our infinity makes us so limited.

To hear her speak of the things she caresIs the kindest gift, but task unfair.For this is the first time I've battled whether 'tisWrong to silence a beloved mind with a kiss.

Truth takes reminding: close your eyes for one minute. Open. Colors changed.

People are born on this planet with no choice at allAnd have to spend most of their life working to pay it off.

Dear Pavement,The sun used to be the only thing to warm you, and now it’s body heat—a mingling recipe of human flesh and cockroach, of human flesh and rodent, of human flesh and tossed quarters. A cheek rests on you, a cheek capable of being kissed by a bishop, a cheek once held in a mother’s palm, a cheek that deserves more than the prickly pebbled pillow you are.

You know something is wrong when chapter tests determine your twenties. The fate of a young life in modern America is dependent on whether or not you circled the right bubble on a pop quiz.