Top 39 Kate Tempest Quotes
#1. Like you got two lives. And which one's real? Which one's actually the life your living?
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#2. You give too much, they take too much, they want too much, or not enough, and suddenly you find yourselves emptied out and open-handed, grabbing for some more. She
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#3. They were as close and as distant as any family.
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#4. Millions of characters, each with their own epic narratives singing it's hard to be an angel until you've been a demon.
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#5. How to follow orders when you're bordering on nausea and you're bored and insecure and dwarfed by fear.
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#6. How many yous have you been?
How many,
Lined up inside,
Each killing the last?
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#7. Life could be hideous or beautiful, often both, but never mediocre
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#8. Everything is killing him and yet his life just keeps on dragging; the morning comes and here he is, awake again. Alive.
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#9. If you've been an arsehole today, acknowledge it.
Try not to be one tomorrow.
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#11. There's no way back,
There is no track
That leads to his past lives.
He sets himself on forwards.
And he loves.
And he survives.
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#12. We die so others can be born
We age so others can be young
The point of life is live,
Love if you can
Then pass it on.
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#13. It's on us, the people at the bottom to fix things for ourselves even though it's us who suffer the decisions of the people at the top the most
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#14. Winter laid her solemn hands across the city and stroked all the colours out of the sky
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#15. Eventually, Leon's voice limps from his chest and staggers out of his mouth.
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#17. His hair was black as onyx and his smile wrapped itself around anyone who saw it.
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#18. It gets to painful. You give too much, they take too much, or not enough, and suddenly you find yourself emptied out and open handed, grabbing for some more.
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#19. One man's flash of lightning, ripping through the air, is another's passing glare. Hardly there.
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#20. Look again and you will see the Gods rise in the most human and unassuming of eyes.
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#21. What happened to us? We go parties now, and we've nothing to say to each other 'til we're fucked. And even then. We spend hours talking about parties from before, things that happened to us once, we spend life retelling life and it's pointless and boring.
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#22. She is dark browed, sarcastic and occasionally mean spirited. A knife amongst all this flesh, The kind of woman who starts chaos in strangers all day.
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#23. But on dark days he likes to walk
Beside the heartsick sea.
And as the waves begin to howl
He drops down to his knees,
And cries for all he's lost
And for all he used to be.
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#24. The world is a terrible place for sensitive people but the closer we come to losing our minds, the harder we'll work to keep them.
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#25. Better to have been a dickhead and seen it,
than be a cunt all your life and not know it.
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#26. Why is this interesting? Why are we watching?
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#27. - "Who the fuck is this Harry charakter?" "Superwoman, by all accounts.
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#28. Foul smell of the things that we do to escape
There is no glamour in this. No rock and roll.
This is just endings. This is just grief.
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#29. She flicks her words like lit matches. They drop delicately, burning.
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#30. Hard rain falling,
on all the half-hearted
half-formed
fast walking
Half-fury, half-boredom.
Hard talking.
Half dead from exhaustion.
Hard pushed,
but the puddles keep forming
Don't fall in.
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#31. True love takes its toll
On souls
Who are not used to feeling whole
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#32. He won't walk the woods alone:
He'll only walk the heath.
He blanks out all the lives he's known,
But they survive beneath.
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#33. Everybody's looking for their tiny piece of meaning. Some fleeting, perfect thing that might make them more alive.
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#34. The wind was still making an orchestra out of the tent. But it wasn't a requiem anymore.
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#35. Becky tilts her chin upwards, watches the cold sun bouncing off the windows in the tops of the buildings, dripping its yolk across pale stone and glass.
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#36. Silence approaches the table like an overeager waiter. Hovers around making everyone feel looked at.
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#37. And the days are all dust
and the only thing worse
than losing the trust
of a lover is finding the rust
in their kiss.
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#38. Taking things for granted is a terrible disease. We should all be checking ourselves regularly for signs of it.
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#39. Youth hates age, age loves youth. This means we are born for unhappiness. This means we will keep buying outfits.
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