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75fb03b How can you possibly hope to reform her after the life she's been leading?' 'It's not her I'm wanting to reform - it's me,' he replied. 'Besides, it's taking me into a world where I can do some good.' 'I can't imagine you happy.' 'That's not the point.' 'Of course it isn't. But if she has a heart, she can't be happy either. She can't want you to do that.' 'No, she doesn't.' 'I see. But life...' 'What about life?' 'Life demands something different.' 'Life only wants us to do the right things,' said Nekhlyudov. -Resurrection love philosophy resurrection Leo Tolstoy
a043896 You don't have to want to be in a relationship for a little bow-chicka-bow-wow. life love Jennifer L. Armentrout
a5358c5 It's commonplace to say that we 'love' a book, but when we say it, we mean all sorts of things. Sometimes we mean that a book was important to us in out youth, though we haven't picked it up in years; sometimes what we 'love' is an impressionistic idea glimpsed from afar (Combray...madeleins...Tante Leonie...) as apposed to the experience of wallowing and plowing through an actual text, and all too often people claim to love books they haven't read at all. Then there are books we love so much that we read every year or two, and know passages of them by heart; that cheer us up when we are sick or sad and never fail to amuse us when we take them up at random; that we pass on to all our friends and acquaintances; and to which we return again and again with undimmed enthusiasm over the course of a lifetime. I think it goes without saying ghat most books that engage readers on this very high levels are masterpieces; and this is why I believe that True Grit by Charles Portis is a masterpiece. books love love-books Donna Tartt
8237e04 The worst part is the unknown. The pain of being alone, the loneliness, is familiar. You've dealt with that. You understand it. But loving someone, risking everything, is unknown. There's no way to know how bad it's going to be. You barely survive the pain of being alone, so how can you deal with anything worse? So you don't bother to try. love Susan Mallery
b97558f Love is very real and it's dangerous. People do crazy things in the name of love. Bad things. Love is powerful and shouldn't be played with. love-quotes love Susan Mallery
a4b25b4 You know not, yet, the sort of love that strikes like a lightning bold; that clutches hold of you by the heart, as irrevocably as death; that becomes the lodestar by which you steer the rest of your life. true-love passion love obsessive-love juliet-marillier passionate obsession Juliet Marillier
0c31722 "Joan commented, upon sentence, "My body is your property, but my love is not. My love is my own, and I shall love you fiercely while you kill me." love underpeople Cordwainer Smith
aaa48c3 She wanted to get some personal profit out of things, and she rejected as useless all that did not contribute to the immediate desires of her heart, being of a temperament more sentimental than artistic, looking for emotions, not landscapes. true emotion beauty heart love selfish sentimental useless lust desire sad Gustave Flaubert
6861892 "Joy, sadness, confidence, anxiety, love, hatred, fear-all of these feelings and thousands more that make up the human "heart" are as useless to the living dead as the organ of the same name. Who knows if this is humanity's greatest weakness or strength? The debate continues, and probably will forever." love inspirational Max Brooks
afd5c44 I know that no matter how lonely I get, I'll never be truly alone again. Our loved ones don't leave us. They just move out of sight for a while, and wait...in the shades. love movement shades lonely Darren Shan
9d3b7c0 It is not death that allows us to understand each other, but poetry. history poetry life love inspirational life-philosophy Ursula K. Le Guin
c6601dc "I felt knots untie themselves, knots I didn't know were there. I could already tell there were things happening deep inside of me that were irreversible. Is there any scarier word than "irreversible"? It's a hiss of a word, full of side effects and mutilations. Severe tire damage - no backing up. Falling in love with Renee felt that way." love Rob Sheffield
ae68f1b How heavy the days are. There's not a fire that can warm me, Not a sun to laugh with me, Everything bare, Everything cold and merciless, And even the beloved, clear Stars look desolately down, Since I learned in my heart that Love can die. poetry love Hermann Hesse
f5ddfe0 Besides, the story is ambivalent and mysterious in its ending. Is this Alkestis returning from down below? Why does she have a veil over her face? Could it be that when we forcefully bring back to life what has been lost through love what we get is only a shate of its former reality? Maybe we can never succeed fully in restoring the soul to life. Maybe she will always be veiled and at least partially shielded from the rigors of actual life. Love demands a submission that is total. death love submission Thomas Moore
7a48b49 Look into your heart- and go after what you really want. love shopaholic Sophie Kinsella
ee74dd1 "It was a brave city, she decided, eyeing them. Brave in its other sense; not courageous, so much as outstanding, commanding. It was too nice a town to die in. Though it had no honeysuckle vines and no balconies and no guitars, it was meant for love. For living and for love, and the two were inseparable; one didn't come without the other. ("Too Nice A Day To Die")" love manhattan nyc new-york-city Cornell Woolrich
4e73586 Already, I seemed to feel my intellect deteriorating, my heart petrifying, my soul contracting; and I trembled lest my very moral perceptions should become deadened, my distinctions of right and wrong confounded, and all my better faculties be sunk, at last, beneath the baneful influence of such a mode of life. The gross vapors of earth were gathering around me, and closing in upon my inward heaven; and thus it was that Mr. Weston rose at length upon me, appearing like the morning star in my horizon, to save me from the fear of utter darkness; and I rejoiced that I now had a subject for contemplation that was above me, not beneath. friendship intelligence love relief Anne Brontë
45399c6 ...being able to listen to unrepeatable secrets, wishes, and desires wasn't as wonderful as it seemed...being aware of what other people felt at every moment would come to cause him a lot of headaches, and huge disappointments in love. thoughts love Laura Esquivel
3146960 Out in Saxe-Coburg Street she stood still for a moment and looked at the gardens. He kissed me, she thought. He made the move; I didn't. The thought was an overwhelming one and invested the everyday world about her, the world of the square, of trees, of people walking by, with a curious glow, a chiaroscuro which made everything precious. It was the feeling, she imagined, that one had when one vouchsafed a vision. Everything is changed, becomes more blessed, making the humblest of surroundings a holy place. kiss love Alexander McCall Smith
7fe02cb These things are lost to oblivion like so much about so many who are born and die without anyone taking the time to write it all down. That Litvinoff had a wife who was so devoted is, to be frank, the only reason anyone knows anything about him at all. loss love wife husband Nicole Krauss
ec90339 I don't . Religion? Humans desperate to take out infinity insurance. Death? The great big . Love? Dopamine released in the brain, which gets depleted over time, leaving contempt. death religion love Marisha Pessl
5f8c42d After the gratifications of brutish appetites are past, the greatest pleasure then is to get rid of that which entertained it. sex humor life love truth battle-of-the-sexes dorothea don-quixote lust pleasure Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra
4785bd0 If you stumble at mere believability, what are you living for? Isn't love hard to believe? Don't you bully me with your politeness! Love is hard to believe, ask any lover. Life is hard to believe, ask any scientist. God is hard to believe, ask any believer. What is your problem with hard to believe? faith life love Yann Martel
49d1ff1 "Quinn spoke their language--all mystery and inside jokes, scarred souls and statement shirts. It was a beautiful moment for him--in his element and completely happy. When they started playing, he leaned over and whispered in my ear. "See that guitar?" I nodded. "That's a 1969 Martin D28. Hear me when I say if I had to choose between a beautiful girl and that guitar, I'd choose the guitar. Natch." He took a huge gulp of water, clearly affected. "Naturally," I whispered. "It could be why you're still single." romance music love glass-girl henry-whitmire indie-band laura-anderson-kurk martin-guitar meg-kavanagh perfect-glass quinn-o-neill rock-band teen-fiction teen-literature long-distance-relationship guitar young-adult-fiction ya Laura Anderson Kurk
747cdf8 "Dad was on the porch, pacing back and forth in that uneven stride he had on account of having a gimp leg. When he saw, he let out a yelp of delight and started hobbling down the steps towards us. Mom came running out of the house. She sank down on her knees, clasped her hands in front of her, and started praying up to the heavens, thanking the Lord for delivering her children from the flood. It was she who had saved us, she declared, by staying up all night praying. "You get down on your knees and thank your guardian angel," she said. "And thank me, too." Helen and Buster got down and started praying with Mom, but I just stood there looking at them. The way I saw it. I was the one who'd saved us all, not Mom and not some guardian angel. No one was up in that cottonwood tree except the three of us. Dad came alongside me and put his arms around my shoulders. "There weren't no guardian angel, Dad," I said. I started explaining how I'd gotten us to the cottonwood tree in time, figuring out how to switch places when our arms got tired and keeping Buster and Helen awake through the long night by quizzing them. Dad squeezed my shoulder. "Well, darling," he said, "maybe the angel was you." flash-flood religion love natural-disaster guardian-angel parents mother children Jeannette Walls
59f9e28 As awful as he could be, I always knew he loved me in a way no one else ever had. sadness life love Jeannette Walls
6239dea I knew then what I had done. I had killed a man. I had killed a man to get a woman. I had put myself in her power, so there was one person in the world that could point a a finger at me, and I would have to die. I had done all that for her, and I never want to see her again as long as I lived. That's all it takes, one drop of fear, to curdle love into hate. hate love James M. Cain
cf6caa8 ... and someone he scarcely knew moved towards him and knelt beside him and whispered, 'Sir, was you calling out for me? ... Sir, I know ... I know,' and touched him. love E.M. Forster
a8991f0 "He took a step toward me and whispered in my ear "I really did love you." Leaving out the unsaid word; Once. "Me too." Once." love pushing-the-limits Katie McGarry
4782513 Echo is my life. My life. I lover her. If there's a chance I can make her happy... If I can save what's between us... I'll do it, so fucking tell me! love heartbreaking Katie McGarry
b24e44a I'm not quiet because I'm not proving a point. I'm quit because I gave no idea what to say to the emotions tearing me up. love thomas Katie McGarry
5965179 Without any warning, tears filled my eyes. No one had ever given me such a kind and thoughtful gift before. I pictured Will going into the shop, looking over the books, and then discovering the very one he knew I would love. I even pictured him watching as the clerk wrapped the volume in brown paper. I wondered if the clerk had tied the green bow on it or if Will had gone into a notion shop and chosen it himself. These were all small things, but kindness was built of small things. love Sharon Biggs Waller
f9e07ba There's no safety in love. You risk the whole of life. But the great thing is to risk -to believe, and to risk everything for your belief. risk love safety Elizabeth von Arnim
d5d5614 Death loves death, not life. Dying people love to know that others die with them; it is a comfort to learn you are not alone in the kiln, in the grave. death love dying Ray Bradbury
afd9722 We cannot know love if we remain unable to surrender our attachment to power, if any feeling of vulnerability strikes terror in our hearts. Lovelessness torments. love vulnerability power bell hooks
5dd0bf2 Love is the opposite of good sense. good heart love oppsoite sense Marjane Satrapi
d820067 I really don't know what 'I love you' means. I think it means 'Don't leave me here alone'. poetry love sonnet Neil Gaiman
fce7b3a I love you, Godric St. John, and now I'm breaking my word. I will not leave you. You may either come with me to Laurelwood or I'll stay here with you in your musty old house in London and drive you mad with all my talking and relatives and... and exotic sexual positions until you break down and love me back, for I'm warning you that I'm not giving up until you love me and we're a happy family with dozens of children. love megs Elizabeth Hoyt
4cd603c Men come to sex hoping that it will provide them with all of the emotional satisfaction that would have come from love. Most men think that sex will provide them with a sense of being alive, connected, that sex will offer closeness, intimacy, pleasure. And more often than not sex simply does not deliver the goods. This fact does not lead men to cease obsessing about sex; it intensifies their lust and their longing. sex feminism feminist love feminist-quotes porn masculinity lust sexuality bell hooks
02c107d There was such love as she had dreamed, and she meant to go on believing in it and cherishing the thought that she was worthy of it. hope love Edith Wharton
fc29840 For years I lived my life suspended, trapped by the past, unable to move into the future. Like every wounded child I just wanted to turn back time and be in that paradise again, in that moment of remembered rapture where I felt loved, where I felt a sense of belonging. We can never go back. I know that now. We can go forward .We can find the love our hearts long for, but not until we let go grief about the love we lost long ago, when we were little and had no voice to speak the heart's longing. All the years of my life I thought I was searching for love I found, retrospectively, to be years where I was simply trying to recover what had been lost, to return to the first home, to get back the rapture of our first love. I was not really ready to love or be loved in the present. I was still mourning--clinging to the broken heart of girlhood, to broken connections. When that mourning ceased I was able to love again. past love bell hooks
4a50286 When the wounded were screaming, you dreamed of sharing a little house somewhere, of an ordinary life, of a family line, connection. All around him, men were walking silently with their thoughts, reforming their lives, making resolutions. If I ever get out of this lot... They could never be counted, the dreamed-up children, mentally conceived on the walk into Dunkirk, and later made flesh. family-relationships war inspiration family love soldiers Ian McEwan
c34a03f I never want to put my whole world in any one person's hands again, Jason. If they die, I won't die with them.' 'So you'll hold a little of yourself back from everybody.' 'No,' I said, 'I'll hold back a piece of myself for myself. No one gets all of me, Jason, no one, except me. relationships independence death strong-women love laurell-k-hamilton anita-blake-vampire-hunter jason-schuyler Laurell K. Hamilton
8e7cac9 This universe is shot through with mystery. The very fact of its being, and of our own, is a mystery absolute, and the only miracle worthy of the name. The consciousness that animates us is itself central to this mystery and the ground for any experience we might wish to call 'spiritual.' No myths need be embraced for us to commune with the profundity of our circumstance. No personal God need be worshiped for us to live in awe at the beauty and immensity of creation. No tribal fictions need be rehearsed for us to realize, one fine day, that we do, in fact, love our neighbors, that our happiness is inextricable from their own, and that our interdependence demands that people everywhere be given the opportunity to flourish. reason spirituality religion love mystery Sam Harris
f991858 Achievement doesn't come from what we do, but from who we are. Our worldly power results from our personal power. Our career is an extension of our personality. People who profoundly achieve aren't necessarily people who do so much, they're people around whom things get done. Mahatma Gandhi and JFK were great examples of this. Their great achievements lay in all the energy they stirred in other people, the invisible forces they unleashed around them. By touching their own depths, they touched the depths within others. That kind of charisma, the power to affect what happens on the earth, from an invisible realm within is the natural right and function of the son of god. New frontiers are internal ones, the real stretch is always within us. Instead of expanding our ability or willingness to go out and get anything, we expand our ability to receive what is already here for us. Personal power emanates from someone who takes life seriously. The universe takes us as seriously as we take it. There is no greater seriousness than the full appreciation of the power and importance of love. Miracles flow from the recognition that love is the purpose of our career. love career personal-power personal-development Marianne Williamson
66794e2 Liberating ourselves from the traditional strictures of marriage altogether, and/or transforming those strictures to include all of us -- gay, feminist, career-focused, baby crazy, monogamous, non-monogamous, skeptical, romantic, and everyone in between -- is the challenge facing this generation. As we consciously opt out or creatively reimagine marriage one loving couple at a time, we'll be able to shift societal expectations wholesale, freeing younger generations from some of the antiquated assumptions we've faced (that women always want to get married and men always shy away from commitment, that gender parity somehow disempowers men, that turning 30 makes an unmarried woman into an old maid). marriage men women love nonmonogamy monogamy Courtney E. Martin
0b7c524 "There was a loud shuffling above. A line of redcoats took their position at the edge of the ravine and aimed down at the rebels. "Present!" the British officer screamed to his men. "Present!" yelled the American officer. His men brought the butts of their muskets up to their shoulders and sighted down the long barrels, ready to shoot and kill. I pressed my face into the earth, unable to plan a course of escape. My mind would not be mastered and thought only of the wretched, lying, foul, silly girl who was the cause of everything. I thought of Isabel and I missed her. "FIRE!" war love revolutionary-war fight Laurie Halse Anderson
249fcb7 She also keeps talking about the Billie Holiday record she bought for me. And she says she wants to expose me to all these great things. And to tell you the truth, I don't really want to be exposed to all these great things if it means that I'll have to listen to Mary Elizabeth talk about all the great things she exposed me to all the time. It almost feels like of the three things involved: Mary Elizabeth, me, and the great things, only the first one matters to Mary Elizabeth. I don't understand that. I would give someone a record so they could love the record, not so they would always know that I gave it to them. kindness love histrionic-people obnoxious-people self-centered-people snobs selflessness selfishness gifts Stephen Chbosky
3a6b3bb "WRAP ME UP I shiver. He pulls away. "Are you cold?" he asks. "A little. Plus... you know." "What?" "Um... your kisses?" He laughs, pulls me down onto the blanket and wraps his arms and legs around me. Perfect. My kind of blanket." love p231 ramance Lisa Schroeder
3667344 "Dear heart," he murmured, "do not look on me with those dear, scared eyes of yours. If there is aught that puzzles you in what I said, try and trust me a little longer. Remember, I must save the Dauphin at all costs; mine honor is bound with his safety. What happens to me after that matters but little, yet I wish to live for your dear sake." -- trust love the-scarlet-pimprenel honor france Emmuska Orczy
8bde9f7 No true love is possible, Lewis demonstrates, until we abandon our claims, our rights, our grievances. Until then we will be trapped in the obscurity of our heart's mixed motives, our will to possess, to control, to be our own gods. cslewis life love wisdom control rights Michael D. O'Brien
8c952fd Love she had found, had a strange way of multiplying. Doubling, trebling itself, so that, as each child arrived, there was always more than enough to go around. love Rosamunde Pilcher
cb31ecf She had loved them all, her children. Loved each one the best, but for different reasons. love Rosamunde Pilcher
70a572f I'd have given you everything I had. If you'd needed more, I'd have found it, and given you that. It's the way I love. It's the only way I know how. romance love Nora Roberts
c2baa1a "But, Mameha-san, I don't want kindness!" "Don't you? I thought we all wanted kindness. Perhaps what you mean is that you want something more than kindness. And that is something you're in no position to ask." kindness life love Arthur Golden
f53e521 The first love disappears, but never goes. That ache becomes reconciliation. heartbreak love first-love James Baldwin
4d9a672 Here I stand on the brink of war again, a citizen of no place, no time, no country but my own . . . and that a land lapped by no sea but blood, bordered only by the outlines of a face long-loved. time war love james-fraser lyrical uncertainty Diana Gabaldon
700cb78 He wasn't a whole person any longer, but only half of something not yet made. love reflection Diana Gabaldon
98b5d7b I think of that, too: her mind. Her brain, all those coils, and her thoughts shuttling through those coils like fast, frantic centipedes. Like a child, I picture opening her skull, unspooling her brain and sifting through it, trying to catch and pin down her thoughts. What are you thinking, Amy? thoughts relationships love centipedes gone-girl thinking-process over-thinking the-mind the-unknown Gillian Flynn
7d8a51e Quoting Viola Davis (who is sharing rules she lives by): '4. I will not be a mystery to my daughter. She will know me and I will share my stories with her--the stories of failure, shame, and accomplishment. She will know she's not alone in that wilderness. motherhood love belonging wilderness Brené Brown
51ed811 Love them that hate you, but you can't love those you hate. love Leo Tolstoy
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c5937c0 This is the shade of difference: the door of the physician should never be shut, the door of the priest should always be open. kindness love priest Victor Hugo
25917b4 Etre aime, c'est en effet, sur cette terre ou rien n'est complet, une des formes les plus etrangement exquises du bonheur. love Victor Hugo
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a095135 In hindsight, I have no idea why he was ever with me. He thought highly of my breasts. And . . . that's it, I think. men relationships love love-humor Emma Forrest
2567a3c It is true. Indeed, that is why I dared not speak. I have yearned to be again at the side of my beloved Arianllyn, and my thoughts are with her now. But had I chosen to return, I would ever wonder whether my choice was made through wisdom or following the wishes of my own heart. I see this is as it must be, and the destiny laid upon me. I am content to die here. fate love wisdom folly Lloyd Alexander
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1190449 But was it love? Was it simply the hysteria of a man who, aware deep down of his inaptitude for love, felt the self-deluding need to simulate it? love self-delusion Milan Kundera
a6c020b God bless ladies with costly, tasteful clothes and touching, dirty fingernails that champion gifted, foreign poets and decorate the library in beautiful, melancholy fashion! My God, this universe is nothing to snicker at! woman love J.D. Salinger
21a1a89 I read this forward and knew i'd love the book. This book is for you. The men & women, lost & lonely, searching & wary, uncertain & ill prepared for what the heart can lead them into. Sometimes, love is right around the corner. Its the road not taken that has suddenly intersected with that congested road of life you're traveling, bringing you to a harsh & sudden stop. It's a look. It's a smile thhat warms you to the depths of your soul, steals your breath, and pulls you aside as that moment in time screams to a halt & leaves you struggling to adjust. It's the love you didn't expect. It's the love you didn't ask for, hadn't thought aobut, & you realize it's the love that heals the wounds in your soul. It's the love that will reveal the person you are, & the life, though never perfect, that you never knew you dreamed of. Call it destiny, call it fate. Or call it a gift from God. Whichever, its the dream & the everlasting hope for the future. love Lora Leigh
1119154 "It always rains on the unloved-wet dreams-a fishing expedition-she kisses wyverns (the disneyland analogy)-dinner etiquette and chocolate lovers-desire swears by the first circle-"things are changing"-what can possibly go wrong?" -- love Neil Gaiman
ee19ac4 When we view ourselves through the lens of God's Word, we better understand God's love for us and the worth we have in His eyes. worth men women inspire god love lens view understand word value christian eyes Elizabeth George
0a4ae97 We cannot begin to define God's knowledge. We know, simply and profoundly, that nothing is hidden from Him or incomprehensible to Him. mind profound faith god heart love define comprehend simple hide knowledge Elizabeth George
42f85fc Just as mental toughness and physical energy are the primary traits of an army, they also mark God's beautiful woman. woman women strength god love mental toughness trait physical energy christian beautiful eyes Elizabeth George
387a966 Your assignment from God is not to change your husband, but to love, follow, assist, and minister to him. marriage men good women god love truth assist minister wife pure christian follow husband Elizabeth George
b34bf06 Describing our romantic longings in 'Life preserves,' therapist Harriet Lerner shares that most people want a partner 'who is mature and intelligent, loyal and trustworthy, loving and attentive, sensitive and open, kind and nurturant, competent and responsible.' No matter the intensity of this desire, she concludes: 'Few of us evaluate a prospective partner with the same objectivity and clarity that we might use to select a household appliance or a car.' To be capable of critically evaluating a partner we would need to be able to stand back and look critically at ourselves, at our needs, desires, and longings..... We fear that evaluating our needs and then carefully choosing partners will reveal that there is no one for us to love. Most of us prefer to have a partner who is lacking then no partner at all. What becomes apparent is that we may be more interested in finding a partner than in knowing love. love-quotes romance love finding-love pick-up-line picky romantic-partner love-at-first-sight bell hooks
99e1c45 He had wished me well in finding my own fate to follow, and I never doubted his sincerity. But it had taken me years to accept that his absence in my life was a deliberate finality, an act he had chosen, a thing completed even as some part of my soul still dangled, waiting for his return. That, I think, is the shock of any relationship ending. It is realizing that what is still an ongoing relationship to someone is, for the other person, something finished and done with. pain relationship friendship love done choose connection depart final finish leave part-ways separate wait well return over sever wish soul Robin Hobb
e8d3e20 y`tbr tftysh lmwTnyn wmrqbthm mn lnshTt ljtm`y@ l'ssy@ wldy'm@ fy lbldn lshyw`y@. faliky ynl rsm HqWh fy qm@ m`rD 'w mwTnun `l~ t'shyr@ lqD `Tlth `l~ lshTy', 'w lky ttm lmwfq@ `l~ nDmm l`b kr@ l~ lfryq lwTny, yjb 'n tjtm` 'Slan kl 'nw` ltqryr wlshhdt lty tkhShm, (shhd@ lnTwr wzml l`ml wlshrT@ wkhly@ mwZWfwn m`dWwn lhdhh lmhm@. 'm m yql fy hdhh ltSryH fl `lq@ lh lbt@ bmwhb@ lmwTn fy lrsm 'w fy l`b lkr@, wl `lq@ lh bm dh knt tsmH lh Hlth lSHy@ bqD `Tl@ `l~ lshTy'. hnk 'mr wHd yhm whw m ysmW~ <> ('y mdh yqwl lmwTn, bmdh yfkr, kyf ytSrf, hl yshrk fy ljtm`t 'w fy ltZhrt fy l'wl mn yr). wbm 'n kl shy (lHy@ lywmy@ wltrqy@ wl`Tlt) mrtbT blTryq@ lty yqyWmwn fyh slwk lmwTn, fn ljmy` mDTrwn dhan, (mn 'jl ll`b m` lfryq lwTny 'w lltmkn mn qm@ m`rD, 'w lqD `Tl@ `l~ shTy' lbHr) lltSrf bTryq@ tj`l `lmthm Hsn@. 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 ميلان كونديرا
8c0d1d0 And with love one can live even without happiness. happiness love notes-from-underground Fyodor Dostoyevsky
22c490b Oh, I forgot to tell you the rest of it --he's a widower now, so they can ride off together into the sunset, their wedding rings glinting. marriage love sunset Brenda Joyce
5720350 She broke my heart, so now I have to write about her forever. It made everything different. It's something that can only happen once. true-love relationships romance love lesbian lesbian-romance Michelle Tea
286bfb2 "If life were a movie, we'd have had what they call a "meet cute"." life love meet-cute James Patterson
a0da9f2 El poder, el tiempo, la gravedad, el amor. Las fuerzas que de verdad mueven el cotarro son invisibles. spanish love poder español invisible power David Mitchell
fa0dcdb The mightiest kings have had their minions; Great Alexander loved Hephaestion, The conquering Hercules for Hylas wept; And for Patroclus, stern Achilles drooped. And not kings only, but the wisest men: The Roman Tully loved Octavius, Grave Socrates, wild Alcibiades. love alexander-the-great edward-ii hephaestion christopher-marlowe patroclus Christopher Marlowe
9ad4a7c Heavens can witness I love none but you: From my embracements thus he breaks away. O that mine arms could close this isle about, That I might pull him to me where I would! Or that these tears that drizzle from mine eyes Had power to mollify his stony heart, That when I had him we might never part. love Christopher Marlowe
3230124 That's all kids want to know--that you love them. kids love jenks-from-the-hollows-novels million-dollar-baby jenks parental-love Kim Harrison
01f3077 One who was born by the ocean or has associated with it cannot ever be quite content away from it for very long travel love cortez log steinbeck ocean John Steinbeck
92b71a8 I believe that there is one story in the world, and only one, that has frightened and inspired us, so that we live in a Pearl White serial of continuing thought and wonder. Humans are caught--in their lives, in their thoughts, in their hungers and ambitions, in their avarice and cruelty, and in their kindness and generosity too--in a net of good and evil. I think this is the only story we have and that it occurs on all levels of feeling and intelligence. Virtue and vice were warp and woof of our first consciousness, and they will be the fabric of our last, and this despite any changes we may impose on field and river and mountain, on economy and manners. There is no other story. A man, after he has brushed off the dust and chips of his life, will have left only the hard, clean questions: Was it good or was it evil? Have I done well--or ill? [...] In uncertainty I am certain that underneath their topmost layers of frailty men want to be good and want to be loved. Indeed, most of their vices are attempted short cuts to love. When a man comes to die, no matter what his talents and influence and genius, if he dies unloved his life must be a failure to him and his dying a cold horror. It seems to me that if you or I must choose between two courses of thought or action, we should remember our dying and try so to live that our death brings no pleasure to the world. We have only one story. All novels, all poetry, are built on the never-ending contest in ourselves of good and evil. And it occurs to me that evil must constantly respawn, while good, while virtue, is immortal. Vice has always a new fresh young face, while virtue is venerable as nothing else in the world is. virtue humanity love vice John Steinbeck
686efc7 Once started, love couldn't easily be stopped. love not-easy thought-to-ponder thought Larry McMurtry
5583a28 When a man knows somebody cares he keeps some small place, a corner maybe of his soul clean and lit. love Bryce Courtenay
724b85c It is so hard to talk with John about my case, because he is so wise, and because he loves me so. love Charlotte Perkins Gilman
73463c3 "There are two aspects of man's existence which are the special province and expression of his sense of life: love and art. I am referring here to romantic love, in the serious meaning of that term--as distinguished from the superficial infatuations of those whose sense of life is devoid of any consistent values, i.e., of any lasting emotions other than fear. Love is a response to values. It is with a person's sense of life that one falls in love--with that essential sum, that fundamental stand or way of facing existence, which is the essence of a personality. One falls in love with the embodiment of the values that formed a person's character, which are reflected in his widest goals or smallest gestures, which create the style of his soul--the individual style of a unique, unrepeatable, irreplaceable consciousness. It is one's own sense of life that acts as the selector, and responds to what it recognizes as one's own basic values in the person of another. It is not a matter of professed convictions (though these are not irrelevant); it is a matter of much more profound, conscious and subconscious harmony. Many errors and tragic disillusionments are possible in this process of emotional recognition, since a sense of life, by itself, is not a reliable cognitive guide. And if there are degrees of evil, then one of the most evil consequences of mysticism--in terms of human suffering--is the belief that love is a matter of "the heart," not the mind, that love is an emotion independent of reason, that love is blind and impervious to the power of philosophy. Love is the expression of philosophy--of a subconscious philosophical sum--and, perhaps, no other aspect of human existence needs the conscious power of philosophy quite so desperately. When that power is called upon to verify and support an emotional appraisal, when love is a conscious integration of reason and emotion, of mind and values, then--and only then--it is the greatest reward of man's life." love cognition emotions Ayn Rand
ae047b4 Shared emotions experienced by two souls,empathy on unequivocal level which Davey believed would change entire species of mankind if only secret of empathy could be telepathically shared with humanity,one soul after another, until every soul understood true meaning of love. photography fiction poetry empathy humanity love chakras christina-westover telepathy san-francisco soul jack-kerouac Christina Westover
c4462a6 Say yes,' he whispers. 'Marry me.' I hesitate. I open my eyes. 'You will get my fortune,' I remark. 'When I marry you, everything I have becomes yours. Just as George has everything that belongs to Isabel.' 'That's why you can trust me to win it for you,' he says simply. 'When your interests and mine are the same, you can be certain that I will care for you as for myself. You will be my own. You will find that I care for my own.' 'You will be true to me?' 'Loyalty is my motto. When I give my word, you can trust me. marriage trust love equality-between-partners husband-and-wife richard-iii loyalty Philippa Gregory
3d04bf2 So long as you use a knife, there's some love left. love stabbing stab Norman Mailer
18c17db Was she happy? Yes. And no. Because now the words were back, and with them the name that had spun gold around her heart for so long she hardly remembered how things had felt before him. love jacob-reckless Cornelia Funke
e286dd7 "True love, selfless and deep as the oceans in their most fathomless depths." Orlando let the glove run along the thread, which glistened like a ray of sunlight. "But I fear this one is not meant for me. This kind of thread is not spun in mere days." He let his hand drop, and the gold disappeared as though it really had been nothing but a ray of sunlight. "The Golden Yarn... or the inseverable bond, as it is also called. As inseverable as the threads of fate. And there is only one who can spin them and who can cut them." love golden-yarn jacob-reckless Cornelia Funke
837ba01 His heart missed a beat and never regretted the lovely loss. loss love regret Vladimir Nabokov
2ec36b5 "You were right the first time, Cathy. It was a stupid, silly story. Ridiculous! Only insane people would die for the sake of love. I'll bet you a hundred to one a woman wrote that junky romantic trash!" Just a minute ago I'd despised that author for bringing about such a miserable ending, then there I went, rushing to the defense. "T. M. Ellis could very well have been a man! Though I doubt any woman writer in the nineteenth century had much chance of being published, unless she used her initials, or a man's name. And why is it all men think everything a woman writes is trivial or trashy-or just plain silly drivel? Don't men have romantic notions? Don't men dream of finding the perfect love? And it seems to me, that Raymond was far more mushy-minded than Lily!" romantic love dying-for-love romance-novels-books romantic-notions unhappy-endings initials publishing nineteenth-century silliness women-authors V.C. Andrews
41757b3 "All right, Chris, you've given me a breather. I'm prepared for anything. And thank you for saying all of that, and for loving me, for you haven't gone unloved, or unadmired, yourself." I kissed him quickly on the lips, and told him to go on, to hit me with his knockout blow. "Really, Chris, I know you must have something perfectly awful to tell me-so out with it. Keep holding me as you tell me, and I can stand anything you have to say." kissing kiss love awful breather stand stand-anything unadmired unloved loving thanks prepared telling-the-truth kisses incest V.C. Andrews
3fc7fa7 Though the human heart may have to pause for rest when climbing the heights of affection it rarely stops on the slippery slope of hatred. hatred heart love emotions Honoré de Balzac
cc54656 "His hair, at first glance, appears merely dark, but upon closer inspection is actually many strands of chestnut brown, gold, and black. He wears it long, for a guy, not because doing so is "in," but because he's too busy with his many interests to remember to get it cut regularly. His eyes seem dark at first glance, as well, but are actually a kaleidoscope of russets and mahoganies, flecked here and there with ruby and gold, like twin lakes during an Indian summer, into which you feel as if you could dive and swim forever. Nose: aquiline. Mouth: imminently kissable. Neck: aromatic--an intoxicating blend of Tide from his shirt collar, Gillette shaving foam, and Ivory soap, which together spell: my boyfriend. B- Better. I would have liked more description on what exactly about his mouth you find so imminently kissable. --C. Martinez" love Meg Cabot
a93322f Of necessity she went further in aversion than she had gone in love, for her hatred was not in proportion to her love but to her disappointed hopes. hope love hopelessnes Honoré de Balzac
57ee32e The mountain trees that grew between the pines were a brilliant blaze of fall colors, like fire against the emerald green of the pines, firs and pruces. And it was, as I'd told myself long ago, the year's last passionate love affair before it grew old and died from the frosty bite of winter. seasons winter change love passionate trees fall colors fire running V.C. Andrews
9da13af "Wolves are brotherly," he said. "They love each other, and if you learn to speak to them, they will love you too." family love wolves Jean Craighead George
7d9d306 It is easy, when you are young, to believe that what you desire is no less than what you deserve, to assume that if you want something badly enough, it is your God-given right to have it. When I decided to go to Alaska that April, like Chris McCandless, I was a raw youth who mistook passion for insight and acted according to an obscure, gap-ridden logic. I thought climbing the Devils Thumb would fix all that was wrong with my life. In the end, of course, it changed almost nothing. But I came to appreciate that mountains make poor receptacles for dreams. And I lived to tell my tale. hopelessness inspiring love teenage life-changing young Jon Krakauer
0b0379b You know, all poetry may be a cry of generalised love, for this, or that, or the universe - which must be loved in its particularity, not its generality, but for its universal life in every minute particular. I have always supposed it to be a cry of ;unsatisfied love; - and so it may be indeed - for satisfaction may surfeit it and so it may die. I know many poets who write only when in an exalted state of mind which they compare to ;being in love;,when they do not simply state, that they are in love, that they seek love - for this fresh damsel - or that lively young woman - in order to find a fresh metaphor, or a new bright vision of things in themselves. And to tell you the truth, I have always believed I could diagnose this state of ;being in love; which they regard as ;most particular;, as inspired by item, one pair of black eyes or indifferent blue, ;item;, one graceful attitude of body or mind, ;item;, one female history of some twenty-two years from, shall we say 1821-1844 - I have always believed this ;in love; to be of something of the most abstract masking itself under the particular forms of both lover and beloved. And Poet who assumes and informs both. women inspiration love A.S. Byatt
0677bd8 Apparently he thought he deserved only to be loved--from a distance, though--and given what he wanted. And in return he would be . . . what? Pleasant? Generous? Maybe all he was really saying was: I am not responsible for your pain; share your happiness with me but not your unhappiness. pain relationship happiness love sincerity Toni Morrison
51b7ba8 She was sewing together the little proofs of his devotion out of which to make a garment for her tattered love and faith. He cut into the faith with negligent scissors, and she mended and sewed and rewove and patched. He wasted, and threw away, and could not evaluate or preserve, or contain, or keep his treasures. Like his ever torn pockets, everything slipped through and was lost, as he lost gifts, mementos--all the objects from the past. She sewed his pockets that he might keep some of their days together, hold together the key to the house, to their room, to their bed. She sewed the sleeve so he could reach out his arm and hold her, when loneliness dissolved her. She sewed the lining so that the warmth would not seep out of their days together, the soft inner skin of their relationship. relationships love Anaïs Nin
7230a4b She was truthful, or I was the greatest dupe who ever existed. I can only believe in our ecstasy. I don't want to know, I only want to love her. love truth truthful ecstasy love-is-blind Anaïs Nin
87914a8 But the truth is that there is no more conscious inconsistency between the humility of a Christian and the rapacity of a Christian than there is between the humility of a lover and the rapacity of a lover. The truth is that there are no things for which men will make such herculean efforts as the things of which they know they are unworthy. There never was a man in love who did not declare that, if he strained every nerve to breaking, he was going to have his desire. And there never was a man in love who did not declare also that he ought not to have it. lovers christianity love chesterton unworthy catholicism christian humility desire G.K. Chesterton
91a162c "Say that you don't love him!" Amarantha shrieked, and the blood on my hands became the blood of that rabbit--became the blood of what I had lost. But I wouldn't say it. Because loving Tamlin was the only thing I had left, the only thing I couldn't sacrifice. A path cleared through my red-and-black vision. I found Tamlin's eyes--wide as he crawled toward Amarantha, watching me die, and unable to save me while his wound slowly healed, while she still gripped his power. Amarantha had never intended for me to live, never intended to let him go. "Amarantha, stop this," Tamlin begged at her feet as he clutched the gaping wound in his chest. "Stop. I'm sorry--I'm sorry for what I said about Clythia all those years ago. Please." killing love feyre tamlin emotional beg hurt angry blood Sarah J. Maas
c696f62 Ayla just didn't seem like a woman who was about to join and establish a new hearth with a man she loved. There was no joy, no excitement. Something was missing. Something called Jondalar. love jondalar Jean M. Auel
bdc86bc "Fairy Tales give you more than just smile. love-quotes true-love hope love paraphrasing-g-k-chesterton fairytales fairy-tales-retold relationship-quotes smile Ameya Agrawal
3ed26fb This sort of obsessing would get him nowhere. He needed to move on, to get going, to look forward. love Jodi Picoult
a400158 It turns out that there's something even harder than not being able to be with the person you love when you're happy: not being able to comfort her when she's sad. romance love Jodi Picoult
6181217 Love should not make us blind to faults, nor familiarity make us too ready to blame the shortcomings we see. love louisa-may-alcott Louisa May Alcott
b6724fd She would make a man of me. She puts strength and courage into me as no one else can. She is unlike any girl I ever saw; there's no sentimentality about her; she is wise, and kind, and sweet. She says what she means, looks you straight in the eye, and is as true as steel. lovers romance love modern-magic louisa-may-alcott girls manhood Louisa May Alcott
69f2947 "When Laurie said 'Good-by', he whispered significantly, "It won't do a bit of good, Jo. My eye is on you; so mind what you do, or I'll come and bring you home." love theodore-laurence jo-march teddy Louisa May Alcott
6cbfd3c What makes a treasure a treasure is how rare a find it is, when you need it the most. romance love romance-novel Jodi Picoult
0143fa9 "Eternity is a long time and it doesn't always work out that way," Jareth says, a bit bitterly. "It's worse to love someone and then lose them, then to never love at all." loss love Mari Mancusi
4ec5291 Listening, it occurred to Randall that the love people feel for animals is the purest form of love. Loving an animal, a horse, cat, or dog, was always a romantic tragedy. It meant loving something that would die before you. Like that movie with Ali McGraw. There was no future, just the affection of the present moment. You didn't expect a big payoff, someday. tragedy love Chuck Palahniuk
aeb3e0c l 'Hd y`rf dhlk bSwr@ 'fDl mm y`rf lsysywn. fm 'n yrw al@ tSwyr `l~ mqrb@ mnhm Ht~ yhbuWw rkDyn thr 'wl Tfl ySdfwnh fyHmlwnh fy 'dhr`thm wyqblwnh fy khdh. <> hw lmthl l'`l~ lkl lsysyyn wlkl lHrkt lsysy@. 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 ميلان كونديرا
d7c312a Lucas beobachtete, wie Helen aus dem Haus rannte und in Claires Wagen sprang. Sie sah erschopft und ausgezehrt aus, aber das Lacheln, mit dem sie Claire begrusste, was leuchtend und wunderschon und voller Liebe. So war Helen eben. Auch wenn sie selbst litt, hatte sie diese beinahe magische Fahigkeit, anderen ihr Herz zu offnen. Nur in ihrer Nahe zu sein, reichte bereits aus, dass er sich geliebt fuhlte, auch wenn er wusste, dass ihre Liebe nicht mehr ihm galt. An diesem Morgen hatte sie ihn wieder beinahe erwischt, und er hatte mittlerweile den Verdacht, dass er ihr Angst machte. Irgendwie konnte sie ihn immer noch spuren. Lucas musste herausfinden, woran das lag, denn er wurde ganz sicher nicht aufhoren, sie zu bewachen. Nicht, bis er sicher war, dass Automedon endgultig verschwunden war. Claire und Helen fingen beim Losfahren an, zu singen und verunstalteten einen seiner Lieblingssongs von Bob Marley. Helen sang wirklich grauenhaft. Das war eines der Dinge, die er besonders an ihr mochte. Jedes Mal, wenn sie losjaulte, wie eine getretene Katze, wollte er sie am liebsten in den Arm nehmen und kussen. love göttlich-verloren josephine-angelini starcrossed-love ya-romance lucas helen Josephine Angelini
fa30d92 hnk 'shy kthyr@ l yfydn 'n n`rfh `n lns ldhyn nHbhm people love novel Chuck Palahniuk
a074617 disappointment had to be postponed, hope kept alive as long as possible; hope love Graham Greene
98efd39 Billie laughed at that, full and throaty, and once again she became so incandescently beautiful that George was half-tempted to throw a blanket over her, just to stop anyone else from wanting her. jealousy love hide laugh Julia Quinn
1314415 She [Beatrice] alone was still real for him, still implied meaning in the world, and beauty. Her nature became his landmark - what Melville would call, with more sobriety than we can now muster, his Greenwich Standard ... meaning love compass Dan Simmons
f4efddf I laugh, because he knew what I was thinking, and very few people ever know what I'm thinking. thoughts friends relationship love understading Lois Lowry
c336aa8 Hay ... tantas clases de amor como corazones love Leo Tolstoy
23baaee Happy, even in anguish, is he to whom God has given a soul worthy of love and grief! He who has not seen the things of this world, and the heart of men in this double light, has seen nothing, and knows noting of the truth. grief suffering love feeling soul Victor Hugo
1db1bc5 He loved the way she smelled in the mornings; he liked to sniff at her shoulders or her throat. love her-smell smelled liked mornings like Larry McMurtry
edd2159 One may deal with things without love...but you cannot deal with men without it...It cannot be otherwise, because natural love is the fundamental law of human life. mankind life love natural-laws Leo Tolstoy
7deb38b Maybe she was a wallflower. There was no shame in that. Especially not if one enjoyed being a wallflower. love sir-richard wallflower julia-quinn pride Julia Quinn
60461e5 "She was silent; the great wings almost stopped moving; only a delicate stirring seemed to keep them aloft. "Listen, then," Mrs. Whatsit said. The resonant voice rose and the words seemed to be all around them so that Meg felt that she could almost reach out and touch them: "Sing unto the Lord a new song, and His praise from the end of the earth, ye that go down to the sea, and all that there is therein; the isles, and the inhabitants thereof. Let the wilderness and the cities thereof lift their voice; let the inhabitants of the rock sing, let them shout from the top of the mountains. Let them give glory unto the Lord!" worship god love christ Madeleine L'Engle
3c53eee Isn't that what true romance is supposed to be about? Finding the person who's your soul mate. Someone you dream about at night. Someone whose name is on your lips when you wake up in the morning. young-adult romance love Jodi Picoult
eab1b6e Neither of us, it turns out, has been the only one who lost someone she loved. love Jodi Picoult
0ad3375 Your voice, through the beelike hum, was remote and anxious. It kept sliding into the distance and vanishing. I spoke to you with tightly shut eyes, and felt like crying. My love for you was the throbbing, welling warmth of tears. That is exactly how I imagined paradise: silence and tears, and the warm silk of your knees. This you could not comprehend. love vladimir-nabokov paradise Vladimir Nabokov
079b2be Anyone who urgently needs us deserves, in the true book of love, to be our friend. empathy friendship love support Alain de Botton
5ff2afb And what agony, thought Krug the thinker, to love so madly a little creature, formed in some mysterious fashion (even more mysterious to us than it had been to the very first thinkers in their pale olive gloves) by the fusion of two mysteries, or rather two sets of a trillion of mysteries each; formed by a fusion which is, at the same time, a matter of choice and a matter of chance and a matter of pure enchantment; thus formed and then permitted to accumulate trillions of its own mysteries; the whole suffused with consciousness, which is the only real thing in the world and the greatest mystery of all. love consciousness child Vladimir Nabokov
c399d5f I'm home'', he said against her skin, and she realized it was the truth. ''I'm home, too''. love Julia Quinn
bf8bc8b When something extraordinary shows up in your life in the middle of the night, you give it a name and make it the best home you can. love inspirational extraordinary taking-chances home Barbara Kingsolver
41751b7 "Would you care to dance?" he blurted. "Now?" She smiled adorably. "Is there music?" There wasn't. It was some testament to how foolish in love he'd become that he did not even feel embarrassed." music love embarrassed foolish Julia Quinn
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