Timeless

There is nothing in this life that can destroy you but yourself. Bad things happen to everyone, but when they do, you can't just fall apart and die. You have to fight back. If you don't, you're the one who loses in the end. But if you do keep going and fight back, you win.

You are lyricist, me a composer - you and I make a complete song.

I can't live in the normal world, I'm just chasing time I belong in that endless whirl The place where you're mine.

Why must we spend so much of our lives missing people instead of being with them?

I've been numb for years, and I didn't realize it until after you appeared and - and made me feel something. Since then, these past two weeks I've been awake. Alive. Restless for you to return - and afraid that you wouldn't.

It's a wonderful feeling - you believing in me

Show me that you're real, and not just my own madness

What was the point of loving when the people you loved were taken from you? When Death and Time were always looming and poised to strike, why did love exist?

As Michele looked around, she told herself that the next time she time traveled, she seriously had to remember to bring her digital camera.

Sixteen long years of unbearable waiting. I can’t do it anymore. She was supposed to return—she always did—and now I see the cruelty in this helpless waiting, living at the mercy of Time. Dragging through the days, I ask myself why I bother when I know that the one place I can find her isn’t here on earth. That’s it—that’s enough of this—I’m done.

Catch my eye,tell me what you see Wonder if they could guess it about me Here i'm standing in a double life One with love,one with strife Try to act normal,and play it cool So afraid of breaking a rule But now i'm falling to hard to stop Can't help but take the next drop

I’m waiting for you,” he murmured, smiling a slow, familiar grin that seemed to hint at a secret between them. And for the first time, Michele and the mirror reflection were in sync as they both whispered, “Me too.

Bad things happen to everyone, but when they do, you can't just fall apart and die. You have to fight back.

The distinction between past, present, and future is only a stubbornly persistent illusion.

I can't live in the normal world I'm just chasing time I belong in that endless whirl The place where you're mine So take me there,where i belong to be Inside time's mystery Upside down and it feels so right Take my hand ,we'll take flight

I want my life to have a purpose. Do you know what I mean?

Michele realized that what she took for granted as the simple necessities of life, he saw it as a story beyond imagination.

It didn't matter to her whether she'd written anything brilliant. It just felt good to be able to write again.

I know I can make my mark on this world, and not because of my last name - but because of my own talent.

what if the person you're meant to be with lives in another time?

Michele!” a voice sang out from across the hall. “Are you up? I made pancakes, come eat them before they get cold.” Michele’s eyes flickered open. Sleep or pancakes? That was a no-brainer. Her mouth was already beginning to water at the thought of her mom’s specialty. She threw on a robe and fuzzy slippers and padded through the modest house until she reached the cozy kitchen

It had been two weeks since her first real boyfriend, Jason, had broken up with her on the eve of the first day of school. His exact words had been “Babe, you know I think you’re the best and all, but it’s my senior year and I can’t have the baggage of a relationship. I gotta live it up, play the field. You get it, right?” Uh, not exactly. So Michele had to begin her junior year with a broken heart, which grew all the more painful last week, when word spread that Jason was hooking up with a sophomore, Carly Marsh