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If he were alive, she might come to see his flaws...but a dead man is perfect.
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love
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Rumiko Takahashi |
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Everything's different from us. That's why everything exists.
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universe
seeing
existence
meaning
reality
god
life
love
truth
pantheism
clarity
paganism
being
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Alberto Caeiro |
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Look, in my opinion, the best thing you can do is find a person who loves you for exactly what you are. Good mood, bad mood, ugly, pretty, handsome, what have you, the right person is still going to think the sun shines out your ass. That's the kind of person that's worth sticking with.
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love
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Diablo Cody |
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He returned her love. He lusted after her sweet young body. He wanted her the way he wanted to breathe the spring air. He had never loved anyone before. He had not known even what this feeling for his tiny slave was. Now in the crisp, clear spring sunlight, he knew.
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life
love
high-king
slave-girl
impossible-love
first-love
spring
sunlight
lust
king
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Andrew M. Greeley |
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Most folks believe we are hardwired biologically to long for sex but they do not believe we are hardwired to long for love. Almost everyone believes that we can have sex without love; most folks do not believe that a couple can have love in a relationship if there is no sex.
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men
relationships
love
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Bell Hooks |
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Usually adult males who are unable to make emotional connections with the women they chose to be intimate with are frozen in time, unable to allow themselves to love for fear that the loved one will abandon them.
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motherhood
men
feminism
feminist
love
fear-of-love
masculinity
manhood
intimacy
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bell hooks |
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His gut was stitched up good and tight, but that didn't prevent it from flopping. He wiped his damp palms on the legs of his jeans and stood up shakily, leaning heavily on his cane. He called himself a masochist for putting himself through this torture day after day. He braced himself for the disappointment of having to go home alone. He braced himself for happiness like he'd never known in his entire life. He watched the door they would come through.
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feelings
emotion
future
happiness
hope
love
sandra-brown
lethal
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Sandra Brown |
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The soul of a child is the loveliest flower that grows in the garden of God.
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lovely
spirit
god
love
chirstian
garden
mom
parent
children
flower
father
soul
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Elizabeth George |
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God will help you make the choices that guide you into His path for each stage and age of your life.
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woman
women
faith
god
heart
life
love
guide
christian
path
stage
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Elizabeth George |
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"You don't understand," Mairelon said dully. "Kim doesn't want to marry a toff." Was that what was bothering him? "Well, of all the bacon-brained, sapskulled, squirish, buffle-headed nod cocks!" Kim said with as much indignation as she could muster. "I was talking about the marquis, not about you!" Mairelon's eyes kindled. "Then you would?" "You've whiddled it," Kim informed him. As he kissed her again, she heard Mrs. Lowe murmur, "Mind your language, Kim," and Shoreham say in an amused tone, "Yes, Your Grace, I believe that was an affirmative answer."
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marriage
love
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Patricia C. Wrede |
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I was nineteen years five months old when I fell in love for the first time. This seemed to me a profound, advanced age; never can we anticipate being older than we are, or wiser; if we're exhausted, it's impossible to anticipate being strong; as, in the grip of a dream, we rarely understand that we're dreaming, and will escape by the simplest of methods, opening our eyes.
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dreams
strength
love
older
teenagers
young
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Joyce Carol Oates |
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"An overwhelming curiosity makes me ask myself what their lives might be like. I want to know what they do, where they're from, their names, what they're thinking about at that moment, what they regret, what they hope for, their past loves, their current dreams ... and if they happen to be women (especially the young ones) then the urge becomes intense.
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women
love
strangers
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Gustave Flaubert |
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To a shameful extent, the charm of marriage boils down to how unpleasant it is to be alone. This isn't necessarily our fault as individuals. Society as a whole appears determined to render the single state as nettlesome and depressing as possible: once the freewheeling days of school and university are over, company and warmth become dispiritingly hard to find; social life starts to revolve oppressively around couples; there's no one left to call or hang out with. It's hardly surprising, then, if when we find someone halfway decent, we might cling.
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marriage
love
social-life
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Alain de Botton |
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"Sai bene che non sogno. Ma ieri notte ho sognato che assistevamo a un funerale nel mare. All'inizio ero attonito. Poi pieno di rimpianti. Ma tu
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love
sea
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Raymond Carver |
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I kissed her and forgot death.
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kiss
love
lesbianism
lesbian
existentialism
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Jeanette Winterson |
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That night two lovers whispering under the lead canopy of the church were killed by their own passion. Their effusion of words, unable to escape through the Saturnian discipline of lead, so filled the spaces of the loft that the air was all driven away. The lovers suffocated, but when the sacristan opened the tiny door the words tumbled him over in their desire to be free, and were seen flying across the city in the shape of doves.
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words
passion
love
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Jeanette Winterson |
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A smitten smile unexpectedly shot across my face, and I quickly hid it as best I could-purely out of habit. Will Stephens doesn't get smitten smiles.
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love
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Laura Miller Butterfly Weeds |
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Witch Baby wanted to ask Ping how to find her Jah-Love angel. She knew Raphael was not him, even though Raphael had the right eyes and smile and name. She knew how he looked--the angel in her dream--but she didn't know how to find him. Should she roller-skate through the streets in the evenings when the streetlights flicker on? Should she stow away to Jamaica on a cruise ship and search for him in the rain forests and along the beaches? Would he come to her? Was he waiting, dreaming of her in the same way she waited and dreamed?
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romance
love
unrequited
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Francesca Lia Block |
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He thought about that visionary lady. To die, he thought, never knowing the fierce joy and attendant comfort of a loved one's embrace. To sink into that hideous coma, to sink then into death and, perhaps, return to sterile, awful wanderings. All without knowing what it was to love and be loved. That was a tragedy more terrible than becoming a vampire.
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love
vampire
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Richard Matheson |
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Let there be a time in the future, I prayed, when he laughs with his children, and plays on the shore with them, and spends all his nights in loving arms. Let us have that. To whom I was praying I did not know. The future was in our own hands. If we wanted a world where such things were possible, it was for us to make it.
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love
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Juliet Marillier |
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And though his face was calm, his shoulders thrown back, I said, I see all of you, Rhys. And there is not one part that I do not love with everything that I am. His hand squeezed mine in answer before he laid my fingers on his arm, raising it enough that we must have painted a rather courtly portrait as we entered the chamber. You bow to no one, was all he replied.
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young-adult
love
rhysand
feyre
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Sarah J. Maas |
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"I kissed him once," she whispered.
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love
scott
westerfeld
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Scott Westerfeld |
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Ah, in those earliest days of love how naturally the kisses spring into life! So closely, in their profusion, do they crowd together that lovers would find it as hard to count the kisses exchanged in an hour as to count the flowers in a meadow in May.
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love
may
kisses
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Marcel Proust |
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It wasn't until we dropped him at his university dormitory and left him there looking touchingly lost and bewildered amid an assortment of cardboard boxes and suitcases in a spartan room not unlike a prison cell that it really hit home that he was vanishing out of our lives and into his own.
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love
growing-up
parenthood
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Bill Bryson |
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Because it hardly ends with falling in love. Just the opposite. I don't need to tell you, Your Honor, I sense that you understand true loneliness. How you fall in love and it's there that the work begins: day after day, year after year, you must dig yourself up, exhume the contents of your mind and sould for the other to sift through so that you might be known to him, and you, too, must spend days and years wading through all that he excavates for you alone, the archaeology of his being, how exhausting it became, the digging up and the wading through, while my own work, my true work, lay waiting for me. Yes, I always thought there would be more time left for me, more time left for us, and for the child we might one day have, but I never felt that my work could be put aside as they could, my husband and the idea of our child, a little boy or girl that I sometimes even tried to imagine, but always only vaguely enough that he or she remained a ghostly emissary of our future, just her back while she sat playing with her blocks on the floor, or just his feet sticking out of the blanket on our bed, a tiny pair of feet. What of it, there would be time for them, for the life they stood for, the one I was not yet prepared to live because I had not yet done what I had meant to do in this one.
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love
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Nicole Krauss |
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There was still one response, the greatest, that she had missed. She thought: To find a feeling that would hold, as their sum, as their final expression, the purpose of all the things she loved on earth... To find a consciousness like her own, who would be the meaning of her world, as she would be of his... No, not Francisco d'Anconia, not Hank Rearden, not any man she had ever met or admired... A man who existed only in her knowledge of her capacity for an emotion she had never felt, but would have given her life to experience.
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love
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Ayn Rand |
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Why is anyone lovable - if it be not that God put His love into each of us?
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love
image-of-god
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Fulton J. Sheen |
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In all human love it must be realized that every man promises a woman, and every woman promises a man that which only God alone can give, namely, perfect happiness. One of the reasons why so many marriages are shipwrecked is because as the young couple leave the altar, they fail to realize that human feelings tire and the enthusiasm of the honeymoon is not the same as the more solid happiness of enduring human love. One of the greatest trials of marriage is the absence of solitude. In the first moments of human love, one does not see the little hidden deformities which later on appear.
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marriage
happiness
love
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Fulton J. Sheen |
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I can honestly say I could go two or three days without wondering what Savannah was doing or even thinking about her. Did this make my love less real? I asked myself that question dozens of times during that trip, but I always decided it didn't, for the simple reason that her image would ambush me when I least expected it, overwhelming me with the same ache I had the day I'd left. Anything might set it off: a friend talking about his wife, the sight of a couple holding hands, or even the way some of the villagers would smile as we passed.
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romance
love
john
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Nicholas Sparks |
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"High school sweetheart" is such an innocuous-sounding term for something that can tear out your guts."
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relationships
love
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Daria Snadowsky |
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"I realized I love him just as much or more than I did four years ago. That I'm never live with him" She raised her head to look at her sisters with haunted eyes. "And I don't know if I can live without him."
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love
with
without
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Christine Feehan |
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We are the center. In each of our minds - some may call it arrogance, or selfishness - we are the center, and all the world moves about us, and for us, and because of us. This is the paradox of community, the one and the whole, the desires of the one often in direct conflict with the needs of the whole. Who among us has not wondered if all the world is no more than a personal dream? I do not believe that such thoughts are arrogant or selfish. It is simply a matter of perception; we can empathize with someone else, but we cannot truly see the world as another person sees it, or judge events as they affect the mind and the heart of another, even a friend. But we must try. For the sake of all the world, we must try. This is the test of altruism, the most basic and undeniable ingredient for society. Therein lies the paradox, for ultimately, logically, we each must care more about ourselves than about others, and yet, if, as rational beings we follow that logical course, we place our needs and desires above the needs of our society, and then there is no community. I come from Menzoberranzan, city of drow, city of self. I have seen that way of selfishness. I have seen it fail miserably. When self-indulgence rules, then all the community loses, and in the end, those striving for personal gains are left with nothing of any real value. Because everything of value that we will know in this life comes from our relationships with those around us. Because there is nothing material that measures against the intangibles of love and friendship. Thus, we must overcome that selfishness and we must try, we must care. I saw this truth plainly following the attack on Captain Deudermont in Watership. My first inclination was to believe that my past had precipitated the trouble, that my life course had again brought pain to a friend. I could not bear this thought. I felt old and I felt tired. Subsequently learning that the trouble was possibly brought on by Deudermont's old enemies, not my own, gave me more heart for the fight. Why is that? The danger to me was no less, nor was the danger to Deudermont, or to Catti-brie or any of the others about us. Yet my emotions were real, very real, and I recognized and understood them, if not their source. Now, in reflection, I recognize that source, and take pride in it. I have seen the failure of self-indulgence; I have run from such a world. I would rather die because of Deudermont's past than have him die because of my own. I would suffer the physical pains, even the end of my life. Better that than watch one I love suffer and die because of me. I would rather have my physical heart torn from my chest, than have my heart of hearts, the essence of love, the empathy and the need to belong to something bigger than my corporeal form, destroyed. They are a curious thing, these emotions. How they fly in the face of logic, how they overrule the most basic instincts. Because, in the measure of time, in the measure of humanity, we sense those self-indulgent instincts to be a weakness, we sense that the needs of the community must outweigh the desires of the one. Only when we admit to our failures and recognize our weaknesses can we rise above them. Together.
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friendship
love
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R.A. Salvatore |
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Don't take it away! It's only a fancy, but a man must love something...
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love
louisa-may-alcott
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Louisa May Alcott |
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a long time ago when cataclysms were common as sneezes and land masses slid around the globe looking for places to settle down and become continents, someone introduced us at a party.
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time
love
forever-love
forever
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Billy Collins |
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The emotional place where a marriage begins is not nearly as important as the emotional place where a marriage finds itself toward the end, after many years of partnership.
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marriage
love
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Elizabeth Gilbert |
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He had no idea that he never went out of the house without her blessing going with him too, hovering, like a little echo of finished love, round that once dear head
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prayer
love
silent-love
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Elizabeth von Arnim |
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I'd long since learned that no difference in viewpoint should ever be allowed to cause the least break in love. Indeed, it cannot, if it's real love. ...But relationships can be kept intact without compromising one's own beliefs. And if we do not keep them intact, but give up and allow the chasm, we're breaking the second greatest commandment.
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love
christy
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Catherine Marshall |
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Academic masochism reflects a metaphysical prejudice that the truth should be a hard-won treasure, that what is read or learnt easily must therefore be flighty and inconsequential. The truth should be like a mount to be scaled, it is dangerous, obscure and demanding. Under the light of the library reading room, the academics' motto reads: the more a text makes me suffer, the truer it must be.
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books
love
truth
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Alain de Botton |
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Nothing we can do together is ever going to be embarrassing.
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sex
relationships
love
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Rebecca York |
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God is immutable--He never changes! His ministry to you is complete, on target, and constant!
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faith
change
god
love
ministry
target
never
constant
christian
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Elizabeth George |
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She pressed her mouth to his throat, his shoulder, would have absorbed him into her skin if she'd known a way.
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kissing
sex
passion
love
mouth
sensuality
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Nora Roberts |
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I have not yet learned to use our television DVR. One of the points of marriage is that you split labor. In the olden days that meant one hunted and one gathered; now it means one knows where the tea-towels are kept and the other knows how to program the DVR, for why should we both have to know?
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marriage
love
tasks
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Elizabeth Alexander |
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They laughed at him, but they didn't know, they didn't know about all the nice things he had. No one knew. No one. Only someday he'd see somebody different, somebody to give his things to, somebody who would give him all their things. Yes. He'd like that. He'd know her when he saw her. He'd know just what to say.
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hope
love
humiliation
rejection
unrequited-love
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George R.R. Martin |
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I am a woman first of all. At the core of my work was a journal written for the father I lost, loved and wanted to keep. I am personal. I am essentially human, not intellectual. I do not understand abstract act. Only art born of love, passion, pain.
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pain
passion
women
love
diary
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Anaïs Nin |
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"And if I had loved him less I should have thought his accent and look of exultation savage; but, sitting by him, roused from the nightmare of parting- called to the paradise of union- I thought only of the bliss given to me to drink in so abundant a flow. Again and again he said, "Are you happy, Jane?" And again and again I answered, "Yes."
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love
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Charlotte Brontë |
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You cannot love a thing without wanting to fight for it. You cannot fight without something to fight for. To love a thing without wishing to fight for it is not love at all; it is lust. It may be an airy, philosophical, and disinterested lust; it may be, so to speak, a virgin lust; but it is lust, because it is wholly self-indulgent and invites no attack. On the other hand, fighting for a thing without loving it is not even fighting; it can only be called a kind of horse-play that is occasionally fatal.
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love
hold-fast
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G.K. Chesterton |
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She has committed great sins, but they've been forgiven, and that's why she loves so deeply.
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faith
religion
god
hope
love
mary-magdalene
prostitution
second-chances
forgiveness
redemption
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Philip Pullman |
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How much [vastly {immensely tremendously}...] Anwar loves [t]his child. It continues to take him by surprise [even when she confounds him with the havoc of her room {for example} which she will proudly describe {defend!} as clean {those beautiful messes } even as {in the next moment} she will astonish Anwar with her fearless interest in life {despite the harrowing blows life continues to deliver her }].
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love
parenting
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Mark Z. Danielewski |
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I will give you the sun and the rain, and if they are not available, I will give you a sun check and a rain check.
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love
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Elizabeth Gilbert |
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I admired him more than anyone but I didn't wish him well. It was that I preferred him to me and wanted to be him. I coveted his talents, face, style. I wanted to wake up with them all transferred to me.
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jealousy
love
envy
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Hanif Kureishi |
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When I say 'I will be true to you' I am drawing a quiet space beyond the reach of other desires. No-one can legislate love; it cannot be given orders or cajoled into service. Love belongs to itself, deaf to pleading and unmoved by violence. Love is not something you can negotiate. Love is the one thing stronger than desire and the only proper reason to resist temptation. ... When I say 'I will be true to you' I must mean it in spite of the formalities, instead of the formalities.
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temptation
reason
love
truth
formalities
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Jeanette Winterson |
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The essence of true love is mutual recognition-two individuals seeing each other as they really are. We all know that the usual approach is to meet someone we like and put our best self forward, or even at times a false self, one we believe will be more appealing to the person we want to attract. When our real self appears in its entirety, when the good behavior becomes too much to maintain or the masks are taken away, disappointment comes. All too often individuals feel, after the fact-when feelings are hurt and hearts are broken-that it was a case of mistaken identity, that the loved one is a stranger. They saw what they wanted to see rather than what was really there.
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love-quotes
true-love
love
mask
true-self
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bell hooks |
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When we understand love as the will to nurture our own and another's spiritual growth, it becomes clear that we cannot claim to love if we are hurtful and abusive. Love and abusive cannot coexist. Abuse and neglect are, by definition, the opposites of nurturance and care.
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love-quotes
men
feminism
women
feminist
spiritual
love
nurturance
quotes-about-love
bell-hooks
nurturing
spiritual-growth
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bell hooks |
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It's like I'd been walking a tightrope with a big safety net underneath me, but I never really thought about the net until someone took it away. And then every single step scared me to death.
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loss
feelings
relationship
family
death
life
love
concern
security
emotions
separation
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Margaret Peterson Haddix |
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The humble, simple souls, who are little enough to see the bigness of God in the littleness of a Babe, are therefore the only ones who will ever understand the reason of His visitation. He came to this poor earth of ours to carry on an exchange; to say to us, as only the Good God could say: 'you give me your humanity, and I will give you my Divinity; you give me your time, and I will give you My eternity; you give me your broken heart, and I will give you Love; you give me your nothingness, and I will give you My all.
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jesus
love
the-cross
humility
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Fulton J. Sheen |
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If you see us among scores of women, will you look upon us? We shall look upon you, Liberty 5-3000, if we see you among all the women of the earth.
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love
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Ayn Rand |
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The sun which warms the plant can under other conditions also wither it. The rain which nourishes the flower can under other conditions rot it. The same sun shines upon mud that shines upon wax. It hardens the mud but softens the wax. The difference is not in the sun, but in that upon which it shines. The Divine Life which shines upon a soul that loves Him, softens it into everlasting life; that same Divine Life which shines upon the slothful soul, neglectful of God, hardens it into everlasting death.
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hate
love
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Fulton J. Sheen |
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Eventually, decades later, when the king was dying, the queen gently ushered everybody out into the corridor, closed the door to the royal bedchamber, and got into bed with her husband. She started singing to him. They laughed. He was short of breath, but he could still laugh. They asked each other, Is this silly? Is this...pretentious? But they both knew that everything there was to say had been said already, over and over, across the years. And so the king, relieved, released, free to be silly, asked her to sing him a song from his childhood. He didn't need to be regal anymore, he didn't need to seem commanding or dignified, not with her. They were, in their way, dying together, and they both knew it. It wasn't happening only to him. So she started singing. They shared one last laugh - they agreed that the cat had a better voice than she did. Still, she sang him out of the world.
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love
death-of-a-loved-one
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Michael Cunningham |
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I had let down my shields, that was the problem. The crazy inside Dad had infected me, weakened me so that when Finn smiled, I'd been vulnerable. I'd dropped my shields and let myself pretend that somebody like Finn would want to be with somebody like me.
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love
sad-love
young-love
sad
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Laurie Halse Anderson |
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I will love you for ever, whatever happens. Till I die and after I die, and when I find my way out of the land of the dead I'll drift about for ever, all my atoms, till I find you again... I'll be looking for you, Will, every moment, every single moment. And when we do find each other again we'll cling together so tight that nothing and no one'll ever tear us apart. Every atom of me and every atom of you... We'll live in birds and flowers and dragonflies and pine trees and in clouds and in those little specks of light you see floating in sunbeams... And when they use our atoms to make new lives, they won't just be able to take one, they'll have to take two, one of you and one of me, we'll be joined so tight...
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love
the-amber-spyglass
the-golden-compass
the-subtle-knife
northern-lights
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Philip Pullman |
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She shall be my queen, and I her most ardent admirer and protector. A new standard of love shall be established for the ages. Time will clarify my devotion! On this I would gladly stake my very soul!
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time
love
devotion
ages
queen
standard
soul
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Brandon Mull |
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Then he looked beyond the ever-shifting alteration to study the stillness of her expression. He knew his camera could not capture this - that some things were only truly seen by the human eye. This was one of the images of his lifetime. He simply exposed his retina and let love burn her flickering, shimmering, absorbed face onto his soul.
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love
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Diane Setterfield |
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"Fear of the Dark I've always been prone to worry and anxiety, but after I became a mother, negotiating joy, gratitude, and scarcity felt like a full-time job. For years, my fear of something terrible happening to my children actually prevented me from fully embracing joy and gratitude. Every time I came too close to softening into sheer joyfulness about my children and how much I love them, I'd picture something terrible happening; I'd picture losing everything in a flash. At first I thought I was crazy. Was I the only person in the world who did this? As my therapist and I started working on it, I realized that "my too good to be true" was totally related to fear, scarcity, and vulnerability. Knowing that those are pretty universal emotions, I gathered up the courage to talk about my experiences with a group of five hundred parents who had come to one of my parenting lectures. I gave an example of standing over my daughter watching her sleep, feeling totally engulfed in gratitude, then being ripped out of that joy and gratitude by images of something bad happening to her. You could have heard a pin drop. I thought, Oh, God. I'm crazy and now they're all sitting there like, "She's a nut. How do we get out of here?" Then all of the sudden I heard the sound of a woman toward the back starting to cry. Not sniffle cry, but sob cry. That sound was followed by someone from the front shouting out, "Oh my God! Why do we do that? What does it mean?" The auditorium erupted in some kind of crazy parent revival. As I had suspected, I was not alone."
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love
parenting
vulnerability
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Brené Brown |
3f808b7
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Kissing girls is not like science, nor is it like sport. It is the third thing when you thought there were only two.
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romance
love
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Tom Stoppard |
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I was very happy in both my marriages. I was unfaithful and so were they, just like any other normal couple.
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marriage
relationships
love
inspirational
divorce
faithfulness
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Paulo Coelho |
49d73f9
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"If she lives, she shall be my wedded wife. If she dies--mother, I can't speak of what I shall feel if she dies." His voice was choked in his throat."
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marriage
loss
love
jem
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Elizabeth Gaskell |
3495b93
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Sissy had two great failings. She was a great lover and a great mother. She had so much of tenderness in her, so much of wanting to give of herself to whoever needed what she had, whether it was her money, her time, the clothes off her back, her pity, her understanding, her friendship or her companionship and love. She was mother to everything that came her way. She loved men, yes. She loved women too, and old people, and especially children. How she loved children! She loved the down-and-outers. She wanted to make everybody happy. She had tried to seduce the good priest who heard her infrequent confessions because she felt sorry for him. She thought he was missing the greatest joy on earth by being committed to a life of celibacy.
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humor
love
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Betty Smith |
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Love reduces the complexity of living. It amazes me that when Henry walks towards the cafe table where I wait for him, or opens the gate to our house, the sight of him is sufficient to exult me. No letter from anyone, even in praise of my book, can stir me as much as a note from him.
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living
love
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Anaïs Nin |
b852bc0
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Please wait for me. Don't have all the fun now. Don't fill up on other people who aren't me. Don't ruin your appetite.
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love
missing-someone
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Caitlin Moran |
4b9bca4
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He wanted to wake up every morning to her. Go to sleep with his body wrapped tightly around hers. He wanted her to have his child--his children. He knew he wanted to live out the rest of his life with her by his side and when he died, he wanted to die in her arms.
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love
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Christine Feehan |
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Among all the methods by which love is brought into being, among all the agents which disseminate that blessed bane, there are few so efficacious as the great gust of agitation which, now and then, sweeps over the human spirit. For then the creature in whose company we are seeking amusement at the moment, her lot is cast, her fate and ours decided, that is the creature whom we shall henceforward love. It is not necessary that she should have pleased us, up till then, any more, or even as much as others. All that is necessary is that our taste for her should become exclusive. And that condition is fulfilled so soon as - in the moment when she has failed to meet us - for the pleasure which we were on the point of enjoying in her charming company is abruptly substituted an anxious torturing desire, whose object is the creature herself, an irrational, absurd desire, which the laws of civilised society make it impossible to satisfy and difficult to assuage - the insensate, agonising desire to possess her.
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love
exclusivity
description
possession
desire
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Marcel Proust |
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And I thought to myself how those fast little articles forget everything, everything, while we, old lovers, treasure every inch of their nymphancy
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lovers
love
nymph
lolita
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Vladimir Nabokov |
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There is a hardly a more gracious gift that we can offer somebody than to accept them fully, to love them almost despite themselves.
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love
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Elizabeth Gilbert |
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What you have with Maria, whether it lasts just through today and a part of tomorrow, or whether it lasts for a long life is the most important thing that can happen to a human being. There will always be people who say it does not exist because they cannot have it. But I tell you it is true and that you have it and that you are lucky even if you die tomorrow.
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true-love
love
the-one
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Ernest Hemingway |
2d8285b
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But love, like a mushroom high compared with the buzz from cheap weed, outlasts grief.
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grief
love
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Miriam Toews |
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"Here's an idea, Rosie. Why don't you just
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love
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Cecelia Ahern |
b7c6238
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The dark side is emotion, Bane. Anger, hate, love, lust. These are what make us strong, Peace is a lie. There is only passion. Your passion is still there, Bane. Seek it out. Reclaim it.
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hate
dark
emotion
love
sith
peace
star-wars
lust
strong
lie
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Drew Karpyshyn |
3bd293c
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I'd live anywhere, - in one room, in the castle ruin right now - if it meant we could all just be together.
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love
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Cecelia Ahern |
c3175c7
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People worry so much. Just enjoy your body. That you can love. And you're alive.
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love
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Francesca Lia Block |
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The vilest of men and the wickedest of women likewise may do good from time to time, for love and compassion and pity may be found in even the blackest of hearts.
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good
compassion
heart
love
vile
wicked
evil
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George R.R. Martin |
a2e425e
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Only you could have won me away from the sea. I came back from the ends of the earth for you.
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love
sailor
fire-and-blood
sea
ocean
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George R.R. Martin |
d4a171f
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To paraphrase Woody Allen in Annie Hall, love was too weak a word for what I felt for that tiny crying creature who had my eyes, my mouth, my hair. I lurved my daughter, my Ava. I looved her. I lurfed her.
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love
father-s-love
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Melissa Senate |
1eaba10
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Will I be some kid's dad one day? Are any future people lurking deep inside mine?...Which girl's carrying the other half of my kid, deep in those intricate loops? What's she doing right now? What's her name?
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love
teenage-love
young-love
pregnancy
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David Mitchell |
5e9b2f0
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You never felt jealousy, did you, Miss Eyre? Of course not: I need not ask you; because you never felt love. You have both sentiments yet to experience: your soul sleeps; the shock is yet to be given which shall waken it. You think all existence lapses in as quiet a flow as that in which your youth has hitherto slid away. Floating on with closed eyes and muffled ears, you neither see the rocks bristling not far off in the bed of the flood, nor hear the breakers boil at their base. But I tell you--and you may mark my words--you will come some day to a craggy pass in the channel, where the whole of life's stream will be broken up into whirl and tumult, foam and noise: either you will be dashed to atoms on crag points, or lifted up and borne on by some master-wave into a calmer current- -as I am now.
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love
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Charlotte Brontë |
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In the small central square of Ljubljana, the statue of the poet stares fixedly at something. If you follow his gaze, you will see, on the other side of the square, the face of a woman carved into the stone of one of the houses. That was where Julia had lived. Even after death, Preseren gaze for all eternity on his Impossible love.
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love
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Paulo Coelho |
3c38cc0
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And then I was crying too, crying with Danny, silently, for his pain and for the years of his suffering, knowing that I loved him, and not knowing whether I hated or loved the long, anguished years of his life.
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pain
love
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Chaim Potok |
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"I cannot know what the future will bring us," he says in a rapid undertone. "I cannot know where you will be given in marriage, nor what life might hold for me. But I can't let you go without telling you--without telling you at least once--that I love you." I snatch a breath at the words. "Woodville--" "I can offer you nothing; I am next to nothing, and you are the greatest lady in France. But I wanted you to know, I love you and I want you, and I have done since the day I first saw you." "I should--" "I have to tell you, you have to know. I have loved you honorably as a knight should do his lady, and I have loved you passionately as a man might a woman; and now, before I leave you, I want to tell you that I love you, I love you--" He breaks off and looks at me desperately. "I had to tell you," he repeats."
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love
richard-woodville
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Philippa Gregory |
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"Die Welt ist nirgends ausser diesen Mauern; Nur Fegefeuer, Qual, die Holle selbst. Von hier verbannt, ist aus der Welt verbannt, Und solcher Bann ist Tod: Drum gibst du ihm Den falschen Namen. - Nennst du Tod Verbannung, Enthauptest du mit goldnem Beile mich Und lachelst zu dem Streich, der mich ermordet. There is no world without Verona walls, But purgatory, torture, hell itself. Hence banished is banished from the world, And world's exile is death. Then "banished" Is death mistermed. Calling death "banished", Thou cuttest my head off with a golden axe And smilest upon the stroke that murders me. Romeo: Act III, Scene 3"
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tragedy
love
liebe
tod
tragödie
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William Shakespeare |
ad36c14
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That's what's so touching about weddings: Two people fall in love, and decide to see if their love might stand up over time, if there might be enough grace and forgiveness and memory lapses to help the whole shebang hang together.
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marriage
love
weddings
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Anne Lamott |
1554763
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What else mattered except being with Carol, anywhere, anyhow?
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romantic
love
patricia-highsmith
the-price-of-salt
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Patricia Highsmith |
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You can believe, for example, that a dead-end job is a career. You can blame your ugliness for keeping people at bay, when in reality you're crippled by the thought of letting another person close enough to potentially scar you even more deeply. You can tell yourself that it's safer to love someone who will never really love you back, because you can't lose someone you never had.
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love
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Jodi Picoult |
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It's not because I don't want to hurt Delia's feelings. It's because when she is bruised, I'm the one who aches.
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love
hurt
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Jodi Picoult |
596bfc1
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"How do you do it?" "Do what?" "All of it. You know. Go to class and practice. Make it through the day. Act like ... like none if it mattered." Jason swore beneath his breath and pulled the car over. Then he reached across the seat and brushed his thumb over her cheek; until then, she hadn't been aware she was crying. "Trix," he sighed, "it mattered."
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moving-on
love
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Jodi Picoult |
e37a9c3
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There were some feelings that just didn't have words big enough to describe them.
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romance
love
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Jodi Picoult |
7c2d378
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I realize that I quite like this girl. It's not just that she's so pretty the words fly out of my mind before they can leave my mouth--it's that when we're chatting, I feel like I've known her all my life.
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romance
love
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Jodi Picoult |
93b1d6a
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"First of all, I wish you love, and that by loving you may also be loved.
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love
unrequited-love
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Victor Hugo |
86603c4
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Don't steal sweet rolls.
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love
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Leo Tolstoy |
2b3b509
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He was not thinking that the Christian law which he had wanted to follow all his life prescribed that he forgive and love his enemies; but the joyful feeling of love and forgiveness of his enemies filled his soul.
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love
inspirational
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Leo Tolstoy |
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"For a moment he could do nothing but close his eyes. Was this a taste of the rest of his life as Billie Bridgerton's husband? Was he destined to live in terror, wondering what sort of danger she'd thrown herself into that day? Was it worth it? "George?" she whispered. She sounded uneasy. Had she seen something in his expression? A sign of doubt? He touched her cheek, and he looked into her eyes. He saw his whole world there. "I love you," he said. Someone gasped. It might have been his mother. "I cannot live without you," he said, "and in fact, I refuse to do so. So no, you will not be going on some ill-advised mission to the coast to hand off a potentially dangerous package to people you don't know. Because if anything happened to you..." His voice broke, but he didn't care. "If anything happened to you, it would kill me. And I'd like to think you love me too much to let that happen." Billie stared at him in wonder, her softly parted lips trembling as she blinked back tears. "You love me?" she whispered. He nearly rolled his eyes. "Of course I do." "You never said." "I must have done." "You didn't. I would have remembered." "I would remember, too," he said softly, "if you'd ever said it to me." "I love you," she said immediately. "I do. I love you so much. I --" "Thank God," Lady Manston exclaimed. George and Billie both turned."
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doubt
world
happiness
love
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Julia Quinn |
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b dlrmy mr khTr khwsh st khz dlm ykh brh brd arm r
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love
hafiz
عشق
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Hafez |
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qlt: <>.
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sex
psychological
political
religion
love
philosophy
جنس
friedrich-nietzche
milan-kundera
neitzsche
اجتماع
كائن-لا-تحتمل-خفته
ميلان-كونديرا
نيتشه
علم-نفس
فلسفة
فلسفة-حياة
religion-and-philoshophy
حب
philosophy-of-life
friedrich-nietzsche
sociology
novel
psychology
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ميلان كونديرا |
525ef59
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zd `l~ dhlk 'n hdhh l'Hlm, l~ fSHth, knt jmyl@. lqd 'Gfl frwyd hdh ljnb fy nZryth `n l'Hlm. flHlm lys fqT blGan (blGan mrmwzan `nd lqtD) bl hw 'yDan nshT jmly wl`b@ llkhyl. whdhh ll`b@ hy bHd dhth qym@. flHlm hw lbrhn `l~ 'n ltkhyl wtSwWr m lys lh wjwd, hw Hd~ lHjt l'ssy@ llnsn, whn ykmn 'Sl lkhTr lkhd` lkmn fy lHlm. flw 'n lHlm lys jmylan, l'mknn nsynh bshwl@. ldhlk, knt tyryz trj` bstmrr l~ 'Hlmh wt`ydh fy mkhylth wtkhtlq mnh 'sTyr. 'mW twms fkn y`ysh fy knf lsHr lmnwWm, sHr ljml l'lym l'Hlm tyryz.
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sex
psychological
political
religion
love
philosophy
جنس
friedrich-nietzche
milan-kundera
neitzsche
اجتماع
كائن-لا-تحتمل-خفته
ميلان-كونديرا
نيتشه
علم-نفس
فلسفة
فلسفة-حياة
religion-and-philoshophy
حب
philosophy-of-life
friedrich-nietzsche
sociology
novel
psychology
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ميلان كونديرا |
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Any schoolboy can do experiments in the physics laboratory to test various scientific hypothesis. But man, because he has only one life to live, cannot conduct experiments to test whether to follow his passion or not.
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love
yolo
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Milan Kundera |
9294620
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Mother, you can still hold hold on but forgive, forgive and give for long as long as we both shall live, I forgive you, Mother.
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motherhood
love
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Barbara Kingsolver |
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"Dani said this woman, with whom she'd lived for two years, had never known her. "I feel like people accept the first thing I show them," she said, "and that's all I ever am to them."
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love
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Mary Gaitskill |
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"Some day, Prince Kheldar, you will fall in love," the queen said with a little smirk, "and the twelve kingdoms will stand around and chortle over the fall of so notorious a bachelor."
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love
witty
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David Eddings |
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"He keeps looking at me so oddly." "Oddly? How? Give me an imitation."
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love
dyspepsia
courtship
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P.G. Wodehouse |
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Stimulated by the juice, I believe, men have even been known to ride alligators.
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men
love
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P.G. Wodehouse |
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"Is there anything else you haven't told me?" My head spun. So much had happened and we still needed to stop a powerful magician. Death was a real possibility. I needed Valek to know how I felt.
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feelings
love
truth
resist
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Maria V. Snyder |
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Yetkin, ama aci veren bir buyu ile buradasiniz! Benim burada oldugum gibi, daha da elle tutulur bicimde; ben neredeysem siz de oradasiniz, benim oldugum kadar, daha da belirli.
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love
letters-to-milena
milena
letters
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Franz Kafka |
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Keelie was still breathing, Manon realized as they neared, the wind tearing at her face and clothes. Keelie was still breathing, and fighting like hell to keep steady. Not to survive. Keelie knew she would be dead any moment. She was fighting for the witch on her back.
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love
petrah
manon-blackbeak
pg527
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Sarah J. Maas |
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"As soon as he was gone, we opened, "Baucis and Philemon." An elderly couple living in a cottage, they're granted a wish by Jove. They confer in private before Philemon asks, "May one hour take us both away; let neither outlive the other." The wish is granted. I said, "Simultaneous deaths? Why didn't they wish for eternal happiness instead? What else would anyone wish for?" "They did wish for that," answered Jamie."
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love
wish
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David Guterson |
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Love takes something that's difficult and makes it feel so effortless.
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love
effortless
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Debbie Macomber |
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Such compliments--they were thrilling but almost impossible to absorb in this quantity, at this pace. It was like she was being pelted with magnificent hail, and she wished she could save the individual stones to examine later, but they'd exist with such potency only now, in this moment.
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love
hail
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Curtis Sittenfeld |
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Memory is all I have now
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mourning
love
memory-quote
tragic
memory
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James Patterson |
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I wanted to be JUSTICE, LOVE, and the WRATH OF GOD all in one.
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love
wrath-of-god
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Marjane Satrapi |
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We all started off this way - small little bundles of joy. Me, Aires, Noah, Lila, Isaiah and even Beth. At some point, someone held us and loved us, but somewhere along the way, it all got screwed up.
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life
love
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Katie McGarry |
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"You really love me?" she asked wistfully. "The devil!" he exclaimed, looking over his shoulder. "Did I forget to say it? The thing I came to say?"
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men
women
love
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Mary Balogh |
a58018f
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'Hyn yrmy bn lHb l~ lhwy@
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love
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Paulo Coelho |
b658d0e
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In his savage, untutored breast new emotions were stirring. He could not fathom them. He wondered why he felt so great an interest in these people--why he had gone to such pains to save the three men. But he did not wonder why he had torn Sabor from the tender flesh of the strange girl. Surely the men were stupid and ridiculous and cowardly. Even Manu, the monkey, was more intelligent than they. If these were creatures of his own kind he was doubtful if his past pride in blood was warranted. But the girl, ah--that was a different matter. He did not reason here. He knew that she was created to be protected, and that he was created to protect her
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love
primeval-man
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Edgar Rice Burroughs |
748ed05
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We are used to thinking that what we give is the same as what we receive, but people who love, expecting to be loved in return, are wasting their time. Love is an act of faith, not an exchange.
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love
inspirational
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Paulo Coelho |
86cfdfe
|
Morality can provide at most only a severely limited and insufficient answer to the question of how a person should live.
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love
philosophy
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Harry G. Frankfurt |
e6300b3
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Each day before the end of eve she sought her lover, nor would him leave, until the stars were dimmed, and day came glimmering eastward silver-grey. Then trembling-veiled she would appear, and dance before him, half in fear; there flitting just before his feet she gently chid with laughter sweet: 'Come! dance now, Beren, dance with me! For fain thy dancing I would see!
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dance
love
the-gest-of-beren-and-luthien
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J.R.R. Tolkien |
13da576
|
I would give Alex back control so she could protect herself instead of making the decision for her.
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love
respect
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Jennifer L. Armentrout |
1d8ba39
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Oh God, I was head over heels, drowning underwater, in love with Ren- with Renald Owens. I was in love with a dude whose real name was Renald.
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love
ren
wicked
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Jennifer L. Armentrout |
f3e5ed6
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My chest clenched as I looked down at the oil-stained asphalt. Here but not. Existing but not living. I knew that feeling. Lived it for several years. Some days it felt like I was still wearing that feeling like a heavy jacket buttoned up too tightly.
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romance
living
love
the-problem-with-forever
ya
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Jennifer L. Armentrout |
a532780
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One day, Evie O'Neill, you're gonna fall head over heels for me!
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hope
love
evie-o-neill
sam-lloyd
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Libba Bray |
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Girls either wanted him or wanted to improve him, but most often a combination of the two. They wanted to improve him until he justified the amount they wanted him.
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love
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Zadie Smith |
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My tears simply broke through the fragile wall that had held them, and with a terrible feeling of shame, I laid my head upon the table and let them drain out of me.
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sadness
love
tears
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Arthur Golden |
9bb0721
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And I'll look back at him because I shan't be able to help it, remembering about being young, and about being made love to and making love, about pain and dancing and not being afraid of death, about all music I've ever loved, and every time I've been happy.
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youth
music
love
nostalgia
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Jean Rhys |
041ceae
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We don't punish the ones who fail. They just-don't go on,
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life
love
fail
genius
failure
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Orson Scott Card |
0dc1aed
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Love is the answer. Not fear.
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love
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Lisa Schroeder |
adfff10
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The reason death sticks so closely to life isn't biological necessity--it's envy. Life is so beautiful that death has fallen in love with it, a jealous, possessive love that grabs at what it can.
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emotion
life
love
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Yann Martel |
026a5b2
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When I come to the end of my life -- when I come to the real end, at the right time, my mind may flash with random images... But I am not being hopeful about this when I say my last thoughts will be of love.
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life
love
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Emma Forrest |
47667ee
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I that was near your heart was removed therefrom
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love
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T.S. Eliot |
ec37969
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"I would die again for you, Lucinda," he murmured. "I don't want you to die for me. I want you to live." Pulling his face down, she kissed him. Again and again, until he kissed her back with growing passion and until his body stopped shuddering. "I love you," she whispered against his mouth, knowing he wouldn't--couldn't--say it, himself. And then he surprised her. "I love you, Lucinda," he whispered back. "I wish I could be what you want." "She lifted her head to look him in his deep blue eyes. "You are what I want, Robert. Even before I knew."
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love
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Suzanne Enoch |
6a738f3
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Jack leaped over the gate, his sword aflame. To vanquish his foe and rescue his love.
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love
rescue
blue
schuyler
force
jack
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Melissa de la Cruz |
08551c6
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Listen, Legs, I'm going to die anyway. I'm human. And I don't know about you, but I don't believe in visions of the future. I believe we choose our own destiny. You didn't give me a choice last time. You just left. But I'm here now. And I love you. Stay with me. Don't fear the future; we'll face it together.
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future
destiny
love
blue-bloods
lost-in-time
melissa-de-la-cruz
prophecy
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Melissa de la Cruz |
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She still loved him, she would always love him, but it was the kind of love that was muted, safely seen through the rear-view window, like a place you used to call home but no longer visited. There would always be a wound there, but the healing had begun.
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love
mimi
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Melissa de la Cruz |
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"He was not sure, but liked it. It recurred when they met suddenly or had been silent. It beckoned to him across intellect, saying, "This is all very well, you're clever, we know--but come!" It haunted him so that he watched for it while his brain and tongue were busy, and when it came he felt himself replying, "I'll come--I didn't know." "You can't help yourself now. You must come." "I don't want to help myself." "Come then." He did come. He flung down all the barriers--not at once, for he did not live in a house that can be destroyed in a day."
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lovers
love
maurice
forster
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E.M. Forster |
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That was the worst period of all: it is my profession to imagine, to think in images: fifty times through the day, and immediately I woke during the night, a curtain would rise and the play would begin: always the same play, Sarah making love, Sarah with X, doing the same things that we had done together, Sarah kissing in her own particular way, arching herself in the act of sex and uttering that cry like pain, Sarah in abandonment. I would take pills at night to make me sleep quickly, but I never found any pills that would keep me asleep till daylight.
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love
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Graham Greene |
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What was she hoping to gain from his death? That it would numb the pain of his betrayal, or heal her injured pride? Her red sister didn't know much about love.
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revenge
love
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Cornelia Funke |
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I had cooperated. I could not have refused. I was smitten with her, half in love but also afraid, because in my life (and she seemed to know this) I had not loved anyone without having been wounded. Love was power and possession, love caused pain: you were never more exposed than when you were in love, never more wounded; possession was an enslavement, something stifling.
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love
possession
power
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Paul Theroux |
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It seemed to him that the little Manchu had never looked so radiant. She gave him a most charming smile, but her eyes were all for the boy.
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love
shangri-la
lost
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James Hilton |