Sloane Crosley Quotes

Everything ends, people move on, they don't look back. It's how they should be.

A person could leave you so quickly. So much history and time and memories, but they snuck away from you, and other things took their place. How could you hold on? Wait. A bigger question. The biggest. How could you hold on and let go?

Everywhere we go and move on and change, something's lost--something's left behind. You can't ever quite repeat anything, and I've been so yours, here--

We can't hold on to anyone or anything, you know. We lose everything except that which we carry within us.

Sometimes it feels like just yesterday that my ex and my baby boys were snuggling on the couch with me in our gorgeous Calabasas home. Other times, it feels like it was all a crazy dream.

I only felt a cold wind blow while I tried to hang on to the past.

Things pass, and the best we can do is to let them really go away

I guess it's going to have to hurt, I guess I'm going to have to cry, And let go of some things I've loved to get to the other side I guess it's going to break me down, Like fallin when you try to fly, Sad but sometimes moving on with the rest of your life starts with goodbye

Don’t be flattered that he misses you. He should miss you. You are deeply missable. However, he’s still the same person who just broke up with you. Remember, the only reason he can miss you is because he’s choosing, every day, not to be with you.

I miss the grasshoppers much, but suppose it is all for the best. I should become too much attached to a trotting world.

Not to hope for things to last forever, is what the year teaches and even the hour which snatches a nice day away.

People change, no use getting sentimental about it. Move on, find someone else.

You ask everybody you know: How long does it usually take to get over it? There are many formulas. One year for every year you dated. Two years for every year you dated. It's just a matter of will power: The day you decide it's over, it's over. You never get over it.

Nothing lasts, you see, not even the thoughts inside you. And you musn't waste your time looking for them. Once a thing is gone, that is the end of it.

You can't really go back to where you came from. I don't think any of us can.

Theatre is castigated for wallowing in self-indulgence, but it's curiously unsentimental. You simply have to move on. Everything passes. Something in me likes that.

The things which I have seen I now can see no more.

Events have moved on, yet some people still keep talking about the past.

Relationships are temporary, and everyone needs to understand that.

Things die for a reason, and in Bungle's case, it was a lot of reasons. It was great while it lasted but not something I'd go crawling back to.

I remember this song by Clay Walker that came out in the '90s called 'This Woman and This Man,' and it was about breaking up, loss, the pain of moving on, and my parents were just getting divorced at the time, so I listened to it over and over again.

It’s part of growing up, I suppose…you always have to leave something behind you.

If I could undo what's been done, But I guess everyone is living, With water and bridges.

It was like that part of my life, was just gone. It was almost too easy, for something I once thought had meant everything.

It is all falling indelibly into the past.