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5636bed "Si chino per accarezzarmi. Fece scorrere la mano lungo la schiena e poi sotto al mento. <> dichiaro. Sposto la mano sopra la testa. <> mi chiese. <>. animals dog love Ann M. Martin
4de4d3c Aucun couple, meme le meilleur, ne peut encourager a l'amour, ce n'est pas vrai. love relationships Marguerite Duras
4c8441a Greeting cards routinely tell us that everybody deserves love. No. Everybody deserves clean water. Not everybody deserves love all of the time. love poverty water Zadie Smith
ba49e76 What could Maria call the time that opened ahead of her? The certainty of her hope? This rejuvenated air she was breathing? This incandescence, this bursting of a love at last without object? breathing-room certainty hope love time Marguerite Duras
2e6cdff Bizi sevmeyen herhangi birinin yarali, eksik ve bir sekilde hasta oldugunu nereden cikariyoruz? Ozellikle de bir Tanri'yi veya aglayan Meryem Ana'yi veya Isa'nin yuzunu bize tercih ettikleri zaman onlara niye deli diyoruz? Aklini yitirmis. Cilgin. Kendi iyiligimizden, sevgimizin iyiliginden oylesine eminiz ki, bizden daha cok sevilmeye deger, bizden daha cok tapinilmaya deger bir sey olabilecegi dusuncesine bile tahammul edemiyoruz. Kutlama kartlari bize herkesin sevilmeyi hak ettigini, surekli olarak soyluyor. Hayir. Herkes temiz suyu hak eder. Ama herkes her zaman sevilmeyi hak etmez. love Zadie Smith
79ecfbd There are lot of things we don't want to know about the people we love. fight life love women Chuck Palahniuk
de4e5be Once is happenstance. Twice is coincidence. Three times is enemy action. -Ian Fleming adventure love romance Swapna Rajput
3ee7bc7 For what is more lovable than failure? failure friendship love Mervyn Peake
d770891 "Are you so scared people will hate you?" "What?" I stare at him, not knowing how to react. "What are you talking about?" He gestures at the phone. "Your emails are like one big cry. Kiss, kiss, hug, hug, please like me, please like me!" insecurity love Sophie Kinsella
f0f3f06 ... somewhere in my heart, however, I continued to believe that intense and lasting love was possible only in a climate of somewhat tumultuous passions. This, I felt, consigned me to being with a man whose temperament was largely similar to my own. I was late to understand that chaos and intensity are no substitute for lasting love, nor are they necessarily an improvement on real life. Normal people are not aways boring. On the contrary. It has been with pleasure, and not inconsiderable pain, that I have learned about the possibilities of love - its steadiness and its growth... love madness normality passion Kay Redfield Jamison
6c5cf31 "Dont shave,I like it..It helps with one of my new fantasies." "Yeah ?"Zack shifted a little to the center on top of him for maximum pleasure."What new fantasy is that ?" Lucy grinned,the sleepiness in her smile melting into guile."The one about the innocent schoolteacher and the vicious,uncivilized cop.Want to play ?" "Sure."Zack ran his hands up her back."Who do you want to be ?" "I,of course will be the innocent schoolteacher"Lucy batted her eyes at him. "Which makes me the cop.All right you have the right to remain naked." Lucy laughed." hilarious love naked Jennifer Crusie
a9f84fe "I'm not going anywhere," she told me that night. But until we are old ladies--a cypress age, a Sawtooth age--I will continue to link arms with her, in public, in private, in a panic of love." loneliness loss love sisters Karen Russell
6abf427 I loved laughing with him, loved that he could make me laugh. love James Patterson
08af27f I want you to be able to me, and as my love for you is so much of me (all of me, making me more than myself) then you must see that too. henry-and-cato identity iris-murdoch love seen self the-beloved Iris Murdoch
df4e792 The reason why many people remain on the bottom is because they play to 'not lose', as opposed to playing to win at all costs. ascension atlanta belize brandi-bates human-nature knowledge locs love luxury mindfulness motivation natural-hair new-thought quotes science success vegan wisdom women-of-color Brandi L. Bates
e37c5a5 I would tell my 14 year old self to never ever, ever put all of your money in one bank account. And love the ones who love you back. You're going to want to quit...DON'T! Oh, and get everything in writing. financial-wisdom greatness lessons-of-life love marriage relationships soledad-francis success truth wealth Brandi L. Bates
1911bb7 Just as mind rises up and rebels at un unskillful attempt to subdue it in meditation, a relationship will fall apart if the partners are not respectful of each other's differences. <...> Separateness and connection make each other possible; they are not mutually exclusive. connection couples desire differences love relationships romantic-love separateness Mark Epstein
e3e2821 I contemplated her, seeing her young bland face looking at me, now removed as if behind a gauze curtain. She quietly invited me to suffer. There was a great space now, a great silent hall in which this suffering could take place. There was no urgency now, nothing to plan, nothing to achieve. What shall I do with it, I asked her, what shall I do now with my love for you which you so terribly revived by reappearing in my life? Why did you come back, if you could not content me? What can I do now with the great useless machine of my love which has no wholesome work to do? I can do nothing for you any more, my darling. I wondered if I would be fated to live with this love, making of it a shrine which could not now be desecrated. Perhaps when I was living alone and being everyone's uncle like a celibate priest I would keep this fruitless love as my secret chapel. Could I then learn to love uselessly and unpossessively and would this prove to be the monastic mysticism which I had hoped to attain when I came away to the sea? love the-sea-the-sea unrequited-love Iris Murdoch
fb14f8a She could not bear the tenderness which a dog would evoke, she did not want the pain of another love. She knew how very much, how desperately, she would love her dog; and dogs are vulnerable and short-lived and die. iris-murdoch love painful pets tenderness the-message-to-the-planet Iris Murdoch
deeabc3 Like caterpillars our metamorphosis begins with what comes from our mouth. Caterpillars spin silk cocoons from the mouth. We speak life or death, success or failure. All transformation starts with what comes from our mouth. brandi-l-bates church love motivation red-flags speak-life truth wisdom words-of-wisdom Brandi L. Bates
620cba0 To say we were 'in love', that vague weakened phrase, cannot express it. We loved each other, we lived in each other, through each other, by each other. We were each other. Why was it such pure unadulterated pain? iris-murdoch love the-sea-the-sea Iris Murdoch
073aec2 How fearful that dark shadow is when we catch sight of it in the life of another. No wonder those at whom that black arrow is aimed so often turn and flee. How unendurable it can be, the love another bears us. I would never persecute my darling with that dread knowledge. From now onward until the world ended everything must remain, although utterly changed, exactly as it was before. iris-murdoch love selfless the-black-prince unrequited-love unspoken Iris Murdoch
d543137 Que dormia, acurrucada, metiendose dentro de el, perdida en la nada al sentir que se quebraba su carne, que se abria como un surco abierto por un clavo ardoroso, luego tibio, luego dulce dando golpes duros contra su carne blanda; sumiendose mas, hasta el gemido. death ghost love méxico Juan Rulfo
2ff31c8 How could it be that I had actually kissed her cheek without enveloping her, without becoming her? How could I at that moment have refrained from kneeling at her feet and howling? desire dramatic howling iris-murdoch kiss love passionate-love soul-mates the-black-prince Iris Murdoch
5d08208 Oh what an ill fate it was that has made me love that man. iris-murdoch love misfortune the-message-to-the-planet toxic-relationships Iris Murdoch
f0584d7 The roller coaster came to a stop and a good friend got off, but what a ride we'd taken together. It had been one hell of a trip. friendship love Ed Catmull
1272214 "I opened the door and went inside, calling "I'm home!" Except that I wasn't, really. Because home meant something else to me now, and had for quite awhile. And he didn't live there anymore." love Meg Cabot
1c7a50a Passion sits on the skull Of Humanity, And this infidel enthroned Laughs shamelessly, And gaily blows round bubbles That will fly, As if to join with worlds Deep in the sky. Rising on high, the frail Luminous globe, Shatters and bursts its slim soul Like a dream of gold. I hear at each bubble, the skull Moan and contend: 'This vicious, ridiculous game, When will it end? What you are blowing away Again and again, You murderous fiend, is my body My blood and my brain! love passion Charles Baudelaire
0c839f6 syaamuyyel kryaamaar, yini prthm dike myaanuyyelaa de mNtebherde benaame kyyekttaa romaanttik bokaami si krechilen -- romaanttisijmer sonaali dinguloyy -- tini phyaakaashe ek jaarmaan baabaa ebN myylaa ek cile maayyer prsprbirodhii phsl / ei dbait shurur sngge yog krun phraasi shikssaa aar saahityik prekssaaptt, aar aapni abaak hben -- kiNbaa, hyyto, pritusstt o maansikbhaabe tRpt -- taaNr critrer adbhut jttiltaar kthaa shune / syaamuyyeler aache bishuddh, bhruukoNckaano, kaalokphir phoNttaar mtn ckcke dui cokh, uddht o abjnyaachaap naak, behaayyaa kaamuk tthoNtt, cauko sbairaacaarii thutni, aar raaphaayyelke nkl-kraa maathaabhrti cul / --- lokttaa ekisngge bhiissnn als, krunnaa-jaagaano uccaakaangkhii, ebN khyaati-paaoyyaa abhaagaa ; kennaa saaraajiibne uni aadhkhyaaNcrraa dhyaandhaarnnaa chaarraa aar kichui brro ekttaa bhaabte paarenni / kuNrremir ye suury onaar caaripaashe copordin rod chrraayy taa onaake kssiyye diyyechil, aar kheyye phelechil onaake deyyaa sbrger ysaamaany prtibhaar khoraak / pyaariser ei bhyyngkr jiibne aami ye smst aaddek-bishaal maanussder dekhechi, syaamuyyel seisb jmghttiyyaa caalu cijer ceyye beshi-kichu chilen -- duniyyaar baaire ekjn , kheyyaali jiib, yaaNr kbitaa onaar rcnaar ceyye cehaaraayy beshi kholtaai hto, emni ekjn yini, dupur ekttaa naagaad, taap poyyaabaar kyylaar aaguner jhlk aar ghrrir ttikttker maajhe, sb smyy mne hto yen npuNsktaar ekjn debtaa -- ekjn aadhunik, ubhlainggik debtaa --- npuNsktaayy emn bishaal, emn nidaarunn ye taaNke mne hto mhaakaabyik ! life-quotes loss love lover stupidity Charles Baudelaire
a0121d2 "That's a rather subversive idea, isn't it? "Do you think so? I don't. If it is subversive, then everything else is too, even breathing. I feel and think as naturally and necessarily as I breathe. If men hate each other, then there is not hope. We will all be the victims of that hate. We will slaughter each other in wars we don't want and for which we're not responsible. They'll put a flag in front of us and fill ours ears with words. And why? To plant the seeds for a new war, to create more hatred, to create new flags and new words. Is that why we're here? To have children and hurl them into the fiery furnace? To build cities and then raze them to the ground? To long for peace and have war instead? "And would love solve everything," asked Able with a sad, slightly ironic smile. "I don't know. It's the only thing we haven't tried so far..." "And will we be in time?" "Possibly. If those who suffer can be convinced that it's true, then yes, we might be in time..." He paused, as if assailed by a sudden thought, "But don't forget, Abel, you must love with a love that is lucid and active! And make sure that the active side never forgets abut the lucid side and that the active side never commits the same kind of villainous deeds as those who want men to hate each other. Active, but lucid. And above all, lucid!" love war José Saramago
dca1b95 The events that occur in my life are workout situations. They are there for my benefit so I can become strong and gain wisdom and information by working my way through those situations. addiction-and-recovery addiction-free chris-prentiss chris-prentiss-quotes guilt happiness joy life love pain passages-malibu passages-ventura peace philosophy philosophy-of-life wisdom Chris Prentiss
de16327 I cared about Ben, but I was never in love with him. I was in love with what it said about me that I had a boyfriend like Ben, and that's just different. christianity girlfriend growing-up in-love love romance Nadia Bolz-Weber
4205ebb If you allow disagreements and arguments to escalate, you are making the bone of contention of whatever you are heatedly arguing about more important than your relationship. inspiration life love relationships self-help the-laws-of-love Chris Prentiss
1679f61 If a person loves something above all else, if he values the work of his heart and hands, then he should naturally, without hesitation, pour into it his whole soul, undivided and pure. Great art demands nothing less. creation creativity love work Susan Vreeland
c8654ef "You can't get around what's right, though," he said. "When we stop loving them, that's when they win." equality love peace John Howard Griffin
4995ece A month ago it would have been my dream just to be in his bedroom watching a movie, but now it's torture because I want so much more. It's like my entire conscious state has been reduced to this toxic blend of hope and uncertainty. I hate that I have to act cool and almost pretend I don't like him when in fact I do, because, God forbid, I come across as desperate for attention or a little clingy, which everyone should know are perfectly natural human behaviors, after all. Ugh! clinging dating desperation emotions feelings love lust Daria Snadowsky
692b106 The pain of a hard good-bye is the heart's tribute to the privilege to love. heart love tribute Beth Moore
56cb920 I would know you from the heart of the sun. I would know you even if I were mad. I will know you always, whatever form I wear. I swear it. gay-romance love romance shapeshifter Elizabeth A. Lynn
38f3555 ... con tantos encajes pareces una ola y me das el mismo miedo que de nino tuve al mar. love ocean sea spanish water waves Federico García Lorca
816a89e I learned that protecting someone by keeping him away from me doesn't shelter either of us. I learned that feeling other people's feelings for them doesn't bring us closer, it only separates me from myself and my needs. I always thought being codependent meant being too emotionally glued to someone; I didn't realize the way I was doing it was setting me adrift. introspection love relationship Lisa Scottoline
58fe886 "Septimus: There is nothing more to be said about sexual congress. love Tom Stoppard
58e48a8 "...My voice is stained with bloody light, and I see irises dry up at its touch; in my song I wear the finery of a white-faced clown. Love, sweet Love, hides under a spider. The sun, another spider, hides me under legs of gold. I will not find my fortune, for I am like Love himself, love poetry Federico García Lorca
f7256b7 Like the pleasure of friendship, the pleasure in beauty is curious: it aims to understand its object, and to value what it finds. curious disinterest friendship love pleasure value Roger Scruton
abcec2e My love, I'm here. I'll wait my whole life through until you're done, there in the cove at Kamouraska. Until you wash your blood-soaked hands and make your way back to me here love love-quotes my-love return romance wait-for-you Anne Hébert
0955253 He remembered hearing Karl tell James once that it was hard for people to ever know what they really looked like. Reflections in mirrors weren't accurate, Karl said, because when you stared at yourself in a mirror, you subconsciously composed your face in a way that wasn't your natural expression. Marvin wondered it that was true when you were with strangers too. Maybe you only looked like your true self with the people you loved. And maybe that was a face you yourself hardly ever got to see... love mirror reflections reflective self true-self Elise Broach
04e3400 You don't live in London. You play London - to win. That's why we're all here. It is a city full of contestants, each chasing one of a million possible prizes: wealth, love, fame. Inspiration. fame inspirational london love quote wealth Caitlin Moran
124c204 Certainly, all of us at Callahan's were heir to the tradition of the B-movie -- and the A-movie for that matter -- that any female who enters your life in a dramatic manner must be your fated love. destiny dramatic-moment entrance love love-at-first-sight Spider Robinson
d715fcc Maybe real love is being able to ask, Do I have greens in my teeth? love Francine Prose
e8adfbd But love is strange, as they used to say at the Chameleon Club. Even those of us who value intelligence over appearance have discovered, to our chagrin, that a high IQ doesn't necessarily translate into kindness or even conscience. love lovers relationships Francine Prose
442eb95 He had the whitest teeth I'd ever seen, which made me think his kisses would taste like Pep O Mint Life Savers. Joe's kisses probably tasted like pot and Funyuns. And failure. funny kiss love Tracey Garvis Graves
9b55083 The only real security is not in owning or possessing, no in demanding or expecting, not in hoping, even. Security in a relationship lies neither in looking back to what it was in nostalgia, nor forward to what it might be in dread or anticipation, but living in the present relationship and accepting it as it is now. love relationships Anne Morrow Lindbergh
012350f Whether we're forgiving our parents or someone else or ourselves, the laws of mind remain the same. As we love, we shall be released from pain and as we deny love, we shall remain in pain. Each of us have different fears and different manifestations of fear, but all of us are saved by the same technique: The call to God to save our lives by salvaging our minds. 'Lead us not into temptation but deliver us from evil. For love is the kingdom and love is the glory and love is the power, forever and forever. love personal-growth Marianne Williamson
6ed78c9 Men who believe that the way to the mind is not by way of ice picks through the brain or large dosages of dangerous medicine but through an honest reckoning of the self. broken-hearted confess delusion denial happy heal healing honesty hope life love pathetic recover rigourous-honesty scars self-hate tragic treatment wound Dennis Lehane
5461ed7 "Answer me one thing," her twin said. "What." "Do you love the bas--him. Do you love him?" Payne looked back through the glass at the human on the bed. "Yes. I am in love with him. And if you try to dissuade me by the fact that I have not lived yet enough to judge, I say unto you . . . fuck off." -Vishous & Payne" love J.R. Ward
775cd5a "Melly is the only woman friend I ever had," she thought forlornly, "the only woman except Mother who really loved me. She's like Mother, too. Everyone who knew her has clung to her skirts." grief loss love Margaret Mitchell
165e371 "Make peace with others. The only thing you can change about the past is the damage you may have done to relationships. You may need to make amends with some people and say sorry. Sometimes it feels like we have unfinished business if we leave something in a state of tension. Break the ice, admit you were wrong, and then you and the other person can let go of any bitterness and move on. Sometimes God won't let us rest with ourselves and be at peace unless we take care of certain things. The Bible says in Matthew 5, "Therefore if you are presenting your offering at the altar, and there remember that your brother has something against you, leave your offering there before the altar and go; first be reconciled to your brother, and then come and present your offering." Another good verse that is related to this is in Mark 11, "Whenever you stand praying, forgive, if you have anything against anyone, so that your Father who is in heaven will also forgive you your transgressions. But if you do not forgive, neither will your Father who is in heaven forgive your transgressions." So we need to forgive others and we need to ask for their forgiveness if we have done them wrong. When Jesus was asked how many times we have to forgive others He said 70 times 7, as in, countless times. Joyce Meyer says, "Do yourself a favor and forgive," because you will never truly have peace until you forgive everyone and anyone who has done you wrong. Amen." god holy-spirit jesus joy love peace Lisa Bedrick
5268aef The broken pink pillars, in the half-light, might have been waiting to fall down on him: the pool, covered with green scum, its steps torn away and hanging by one rotting clamp, to close over his head. The shattered evil-smelling chapel, overgrown with weeds, the crumbling walls, splashed with urine, on which scorpions lurked - wrecked entablature, sad archivolt, slippery stones covered with excreta - this place, where love had once brooded, seemed part of a nightmare. love nightmare ruins stones Malcolm Lowry
64fe68c If you feel joy when you do something unselfish for him, and would just as soon do it in secret as openly, then that rings of the true metal france joy life lisette-s-list love nun painting paris susan-vreeland Susan Vreeland
4468385 ...Saeed's father wept only when he was alone in his room, silently, without tears, his body seized as though by a stutter, or a shiver, that would not let go, for his sense of loss was boundless, and his sense of the benevolence of the universe was shaken, and his wife had been his best friend. love Mohsin Hamid
0e2ff9b "She's drawn to me just as I'm drawn to her. She can't keep away. She circles, forced to keep her distance, afraid of abandoning her husband and, even more, her son for too long. But she keeps coming, like a moth to my candle, staying longer than she should, leaving late for dinners and birthday parties, singeing her wings. She's risking her marriage for me, her family, her reputation. And I, the moth circling her candle, realize that she's not just a candle. She's a moth as well, circling me. I look at her and see myself reflected, my feelings, my desires. And she, looking at me, must see herself. And which of us is moth and which is candle hardly seems to matter. We're both the same. That's the secret. What moths never tell us as they whirl in their dances. What Manucci learned at Pak Tea House. What sufis veil in verse. I turn her around and look into her eyes and see the wonder in them that must be in mine as well, the wonder I first saw on our night of ecstasy, and I feel myself explode, expand, fill the universe, then collapse, implode like a detonation under water, become tiny, disappear. I'm hardly aware of myself, of her, when I open my mouth. There is just us, and I speak for us when I speak, and I must be trembling and crying, but I don't even know if I am or what I'm doing. I just say it. "I love you." And I lose myself in her eyes and we kiss and I feel myself becoming part of something new, something larger, something I never knew could be. Union. There are no words." encircle love moth passion sufism union Mohsin Hamid
bf9170a Saeed for his part wished he could do something for Nadia, could protect her from what would come, even if he understood, at some level, that to love is to enter into the inevitability of one day not being able to protect what is most valuable to you. He thought she deserved better than this, but he could see no way out, for they had decided not to run, not to play roulette with yet another departure. To flee forever is beyond the capacity of most: at some point even a hunted animal will stop, exhausted, and await its fate, if only for a while. love protection running Mohsin Hamid
437f8fe She's finished her cigarette but hasn't put it out properly, so it's still smoking in the ashtray. I crush mine into it, grinding until both stop burning. love passion smoke Mohsin Hamid
9e110f7 "She slips her arm around my shoulders and cradles my head against her breast. We breathe together. Slowly. Time passes, flowing, a long, less and less painful sigh. And I shut my eyes. Pain becomes only physical again. Fear recedes. Anger flickers for a moment longer, gas in the pipes after the stove has been turned off. She says, "I'll take care of you." And I feel gratitude and happiness rise up inside me: old friends, long-forgotten and yet much missed." love Mohsin Hamid
9e60130 Ozi made me feel so known. He made love to my insides, filling desperate gaps and calming unbearably sensitive places. loneliness love Mohsin Hamid
43446bb "Papa always said that in the beginning men and women roamed the world together, equal in strength - like lions and tigers -" "And giraffes?" interpolated Colonel Race slyly. I laughed. Everyone makes fun of that giraffe. "And giraffes. They were nomadic, you see. It wasn't till they settled down in communities, and women did one kind of thing and men another, that women got weak. And of course, underneath, one is still the same - one feels the same, I mean - and that is why women worship physical strength in men - it's what they once had and have lost." "Almost ancestor worship, in fact?" "Something of the kind." "And you really think that's true? That women worship strength, I mean?" "I think it's quite true - if one's honest. You think you admire moral qualities,but when you fall in love, you revert to the primitive where the physical is all that counts. But I don't think that's the end, if you lived in primitive conditions it would be all right, but you don't - and so, in the end, the other thing wins after all. It's the things that are apparently conquered that always do win, isn't it? They win in the only way that counts. Like what the Bible says about losing your life and finding it.". "In the end," said Colonel Race thoughtfully, "you fall in love - and you fall out of it, is that what you mean?" "Not exactly, but you can put it that way if you like." evolution love Agatha Christie
ab189fa But whatever she was I loved her and was committed to her and had always been, here and out beyond the stars, those stars behind stars behind stars which I had seen that night when I lay on the rocks and the golden sky slowly turned the universe inside out. commitment description iris-murdoch love stars the-sea-the-sea unconditional-love Iris Murdoch
8069bf6 "Oh, Danny, it's so confusing." "Not really. You're falling in love with him. Or are already in love with him." "But am I? Or just... overwhelmed?" "Love is overwhelming.[...]" louisa love Jennifer Ashley
379f64a "John dear!" said I in the gentlest voice, "the key is down by the front steps, under a plantain leaf!" That silenced him for a few moments. Then he said--very quietly indeed, "Open the door, my darling!" "I can't," said I. "The key is down by the front door under a plantain leaf!" And then I said it again, several times, very gently and slowly, and said it so often that he had to go and see, and he got it of course, and came in." irony love marriage Charlotte Perkins Gilman
f9f334d All the morning since he got up he had been trying to fight through his duties--leaning against a hope--a hope that first had bowed, and then had broke as soon as he really tried its weight. There was not a sign of Sylvia's liking for him to be gathered from the most careful recollection of the past evening. It was of no use thinking there was. It was better to give it up altogether and at once. But what if he could not? What if the thought of her was bound up with his life; and that once torn out by his own free will, the very roots of his heart must come also? love philip sylvia thoughts unreq Elizabeth Gaskell
e349d7e But I must admit that my motives were no entirely noble; there were in me at least some elements of the anger and hurt vanity that characterize a spurned lover, and these unworthy sentiments helped me to keep my distance. love Mohsin Hamid
7cc2f26 Without warning he had become witness to something that stretched back through the eons, ties both elastic and enduring, surpassing death, surpassing life. She was his child. It was as simple as that and that complex. fatherly-love kids love million-dollar-baby parental-love trent-kalamack Kim Harrison
8aab48b But nowhere is this a more urgent task than in matters of eros, the first and best hope of human connectedness in a world where all connectedness has become problematic friendship love Allan Bloom
933d9d0 It will no longer be necessary to leave one's own home in order to find work in the surrounding districts, which means spending week after week away from home, for no matter how restless a fellow might be, his own home, if he has a wife he respects and children he loves, has the same satisfying taste as bread, a man's home is not for all hours, but he soon begins to miss it if he does not go back there every day. home homesickness love wanderlust José Saramago
6f71a2e John says if I don't pick up faster he shall send me to Weir Mitchell in the fall. But I don't want to go there at all. I had a friend who was in his hands once, and she says he is just like John and my brother, only more so! Besides, it is such an undertaking to go so far. I don't feel as if it was worth while to turn my hand over for anything, and I'm getting dreadfully fretful and querulous. I cry at nothing, and cry most of the time. Of course I don't when John is here, or anybody else, but when I am alone. love Charlotte Perkins Gilman
318f64f I couldn't make myself be cautious around her. A little voice in my head kept trying to tell me that every word she said could be disinformation and that she might be playing me for a fool. But I didn't believe it. I trusted her, even though I had every reason not to. love love-quotes Ernest Cline
0e384eb A little eccentricity is a help to a general. It helps with the newspapers. The women love it too. Southern women like their men religious and a little mad. That's why the fall in love with preachers. humor love religion southern-women Michael Shaara
0054bff What the hell does this say about India? Appearances are more important than truths. Gossip is more potent than facts. Loyalty is all one way, from the woman to the man. And when society stacks up all the odds against a woman, she'd better not count on the man's support. She has no way out other than to end her own life. And I'm in love with an Indian. I must be crazy. gossip india love rumors Shashi Tharoor
8e38d90 "Many of the stories we take to be true or fixed about ourselves can change dramatically when we have conversations with people who make our world larger, not smaller. By doing our part to develop rather than diminish our voice, we can: - Create a more accurate and complex picture of ourselves and another person. - Speak with honor and personal integrity even when the other person behaves badly. - Strengthen our capacity for creativity, wisdom, joy, and zest. creativity integrity intimacy love strength voice Harriet Lerner Ph.D.
fcdd835 - Love, which is a kind of permission to come closer than ordinary norms of good behavior might usually sanction. - Back rubs. - Which enables us to see each other without clothes on, for example, in lust and shame. - Examining perfections, imperfections. - Which allows us to say wounding things to each other which would not be kosher under the ordinary rules of civilized discourse. love relationships romance Donald Barthelme
a9356da But the most amazing thing is the sight I'm looking at right now, and I don't need the binoculars to see it either: Michael wearing nothing but board shorts as he lies in the hammock across from mine, reading a book on microprocessing (I do hope the micros and the processors end up happily ever after at the end) love Meg Cabot
9e70de1 I still feel a pang every time I look at her,' I admitted. 'That's it, isn't it?' he said enthusiastically. 'A pang! A quickness in the heart.' 'Love,' I said drily. 'We're lucky, you and I,' he said, smiling. 'It's friendship, it's love, and it's still something more. It's what the Irish call anmchara, a soul friend. Who else do you want to talk to at the day's end? I love the evenings when we can just sit and talk and the sun goes down and moths come in to the candles.' 'And we talk of children,' I said, and wished I had not, 'and of servants' quarrels, and whether the cross- eyed kitchen slave is pregnant again, and we wonder who broke the pothook, and whether the thatch needs repair or whether it will last another year, and we try to work out what to do about the old dog that can't walk any more, and what excuse Cadell will conjure up for not paying his rent again, and we discuss whether the flax has steeped enough, and if we should rub butterwort on the cows' udders to improve their yield. That's what we talk of. love Bernard Cornwell
d4b2433 How many times do I have to tell you, Amelia? Men are like little woodland creatures. You have to lure them to you with tiny breadcrumbs and soft words of encouragement. You cannot simply whip out a rock and conk them over the head with it. love men Meg Cabot
6bc5d59 There are times when the human face and body can express the yearning of the heart so accurately that you can, as they say, read them like a book. expression love yearning-of-the-heart Diane Setterfield
c32f25e How astounding that the largest thing he'd ever seen was still no match for the diminishing effect of distance. It made him aware of his own smallness in the world, his insignificance in the face of what might come, and for a moment his chest felt light with panic. love relatable-quotes wwii Julie Orringer
2c5f130 He grieved too, Klara said, for the loss of a certain idea of himself. love relatable-quotes wwii Julie Orringer
d86fce8 !Ay, que terribles cinco de la tarde!. !Eran las cinco en todos los relojes Eran las cinco en sombra de la tarde! love sadness Federico García Lorca
87de990 "Naked solitude with neither gesture nor word. Transparent in the orchard, smooth as oil on the hill. Silent solitude with neither fragrance nor weathervane, weighing on the backwaters, drowsy and alone. Lofty solitude, all brow and bright stars, like a huge pallid head, lopped off. Round solitude that leaves in our hands soft lilies of pensive frost. love poetry Federico García Lorca
ee5ea25 "The labyrinths that time creates vanish. (Only the desert remains.) The heart, fountain of desire, vanishes. (Only the desert remains.) The illusion of dawn and kisses vanish. Only the desert remains. love poetryk Federico García Lorca
cc605b2 No pasa nada por fuera. Eso es verdad. [...] Pero ni tu ni nadie puede vigilar por el interior de los pechos. hiding-feelings love passion secret-love secrets Federico García Lorca
8901a97 Mercifully one forgets one's love affairs as one forgets one's dreams. dalliances dreams foibles love lovers memory regrets romances Iris Murdoch
35c6539 Be gentle and forbearing with one another and, if one has a difference(a grievance or complaint) against another, readily pardoning each other; even as the Lord has [freely] forgiven you, so must you also [forgive]. ( Colossians 3:13 ) god love religion self-help spirituality Joyce Meyer
ef729d0 It is not simply that suppression of self is required before accurate vision can be obtained. The great artist sees his objects (and this is true whether they are sad, absurd, repulsive or even evil) in a light of justice and mercy. The direction of attention is, contrary to nature, outward, away from self which reduces all to a false unity, towards the great surprising variety of the world, and the ability so to direct attention is love. attention evil good learning-to-see love self Iris Murdoch
a93b45c En tus labios sono diferente. Como cascabeles agitandose. O miel derramandose. Jamas hubo nadie que pronunciase mi nombre como tu lo hacias, con esa delicadeza y fuerza a la vez. love romance Alice Kellen
48de1fc Le spun adeseori pacientilor mei ca, daca ar putea sa aduca in relatiile lor conjugale macar o zecime din indrazneala, zburdalnicia si verva pe care le aduc in relatiile lor extraconjugale, viata de acasa ar fi complet diferita. Imaginatia noastra pare sa fie mai bogata in relatiile adulterine decat in cele oficiale. ... Partenerii nostri nu ne apartin; sunt doar imprumutati, cu optiunea de a reinnoi contractul... sau nu. Faptul ca ii putem pierde nu trebuie sa ne diminueze angajamentul; mai degraba ar trebui sa presupuna o implicare mai vie, pe care cuplurile cu vechime uneori o pierd. ... Lucrurile carora trebuie sa te opui sunt automultumirea, curiozitatea tot mai vlaguita, angajamentele lipsite de entuziasm, resemnarea necrutatoare, obiceiurile pietrificate. Moartea conjugala este o criza a imaginatiei. Rareori, din relatiile extraconjugale lipseste imaginatia. imagination infidelity love marriage Esther Perel
6223ee6 "Pentru ca sunt de parere ca o criza de infidelitate poate avea rezultate pozitive, am fost adeseori intrebata: "Deci, in cazul unui cuplu care are probleme, ii recomandati o relatie extraconjugala?" Raspunsul meu? In cazul bolilor terminale, multi oameni au experiente pozitive, care le schimba viata. Dar nu recomand o relatie extraconjugala, tot asa cum nu "recomand" sa ai cancer. ... Cand un cuplu vine la mine dupa ce membrii sai s-au confruntat cu un adulter, le spun adeseori urmatorul lucru: "Prima voastra casnicie s-a terminat. N-ati vrea sa intemeiati o a doua impreuna?" hurt infidelity love Esther Perel
1870520 Despite it all, there were heroes who rose above their circumstances. Those who reached out to people of another race with compassion and even love. ethnicity heroes history inspiration love race southwest understanding Noel Marie Fletcher
1f78dac Humiliate your enemy is dangerous. enemy love Karen Armstrong
f1f15d6 Why, Mr. Anderson?, Why, why?. Why do you do it? Why, why get up?. Why keep fighting?. Do you believe you're fighting...for something?. For more than your survival?. Can you tell me what it is?. Do you even know?; Is it freedom?, Or truth?. Perhaps peace?. Could it be for love? Illusions, Mr. Anderson. Vagaries of perception. Temporary constructs of a feeble human intellect trying desperately to justify an existence that is without meaning or purpose. And all of them as artificial as the Matrix itself, although... only a human mind could invent something as insipid as love. You must be able to see it, Mr. Anderson. You must know it by now, You can't win. It's pointless to keep fighting. Why, Mr. Anderson?. Why?, Why do you persist?. Agent Smith ( Matrix Revolutions Movie, 2003 ). existence fight freedom human-beings illusions love matrix passion perception persistence survival survival-instinct truth why why-we-live win William Irwin
96e9484 Many social and political changes have swept the world clean of the apprehension of sacred things: the rejection of custom and ceremony; the conversion of marriage into a defeasible contract; the relaxing of the laws governing, sexual conduct and obscenity; the decline of faith and saintliness. As those changes take their effect, the experience of erotic love becomes darigerous and uncertain in its outcome. Our responsibility retreats further from the confused terrain of sexual experience, and threatens even to void it of desire. Hence, it might be said, my ability to reflect, in so neutral and philosophical a fashion, on the nature of this phenomenon is perhaps already an index of its decline: of the fact that desire does not, now, have the importance for us that formerly caused men to conceal it in poetry or overcome it through prayer. What we understand of our condition may also pass from us in the act of understanding. For we were never meant to have knowledge of this thing; we were meant only to be subject to its command. No phenomenon, perhaps, illustrates more profoundly the great poetical utterance of Hegel; that When philosophy paints its grey in grey, then has a shape of life grown old. By philosophy's grey in grey it cannot be rejuvenated but only understood. The owl of Minerva spreads its wings only with the gathering of the dusk. On the other hand, it is a century and a half since Hegel wrote those words, and life goes on. love sacred Roger Scruton
5a40f45 After Twiss went out the barn, Milly went up to their bedroom with the brown paper bag. She looked out the window before she turned it upside down and the bars of lavender soap shaped like seashells and the card shaped like a rectangle came tumbling out. Asa's name graced the front of the card. A note graced the back. 'I know why you did it, Milly. Bella swings a golf club just like him.' Milly sat a long time on her old twin mattress, staring at the fleur-de-lis carved into the headboard, at the life that didn't belong to her and the life that did, before she placed the soaps beneath the velvet tray in her jewelry box and closed it. She never washed her hands with a single one of the seashell-shaped soaps, although from time to time, when Twiss had gone for a walk or to the barn, she'd open her jewelry box and examine her only secret. 'La joie de vivre.' The scent of lavender. Forgiveness. Age-old love. forgiveness lavender love milly-and-asa soap Rebecca Rasmussen
2d90572 The water, the surf, the colors on the shore. You think they make the beauty of the tropical sea, aye, lad? They do not. 'Tis the knowledge of what lurks below the surface of it, that awful-looking thing, as you call it, that carries death with every move that it makes. So it is, so it is with all beauty. danger death fear love James M. Cain
892849f As soon as another person becomes important to us, so that we feel in our lives the gravitational pull of his existence, we are to a certain extent astonished by his individuality. From time to time we pause in his presence, and allow the incomprehensible fact of his being in the world to dawn on us. And if we love him and trust him, and feel the comfort of his companionship, then our sentiment, in these moments, is like the sentiment of beauty--a pure endorsement of the other, whose soul shines in his face and gestures as beauty shines in a work of art. gravity individuality love uniqueness Roger Scruton
a81032b I have been wondering this summer why our love has seemed deeper, tenderer than ever before. It's taken us twenty-five years, almost, but perhaps at last we are willing to let each other be; as we are; two diametrically opposite human beings in many ways, which has often led to storminess. But I think we are both learning not to chafe at the other's particular ness. love romantic-love Madeleine L'Engle
d8c84b2 The bitter thought against which Don Juan hopelessly rebels is the same thought that contains the promise of Tristan's consolation: the thought of death. Don Juanism and Tristanism are extreme responses to a perception that lies at the root of human attraction and human love: the thought of our common mortality. love Roger Scruton
cf81a39 THE NEXT DAY WAS RAIN-SOAKED and smelled of thick sweet caramel, warm coconut and ginger. A nearby bakery fanned its daily offerings. A lapis lazuli sky was blanketed by gunmetal gray clouds as it wept crocodile tears across the parched Los Angeles landscape. When Ivy was a child and she overheard adults talking about their break-ups, in her young feeble-formed mind, she imagined it in the most literal of essences. She once heard her mother speaking of her break up with an emotionally unavailable man. She said they broke up on 69th Street. Ivy visualized her mother and that man breaking into countless fragments, like a spilled box of jigsaw pieces. And she imagined them shattered in broken shards, being blown down the pavement of 69th Street. For some reason, on the drive home from Marcel's apartment that next morning, all Ivy could think about was her mother and that faceless man in broken pieces, perhaps some aspects of them still stuck in cracks and crevices of the sidewalk, mistaken as grit. She couldn't get the image of Marcel having his seizure out of her mind. It left a burning sensation in the center of her chest. An incessant flame torched her lungs, chest, and even the back door of her tongue. Witnessing someone you cared about experiencing a seizure was one of those things that scribed itself indelibly on the canvas of your mind. It was gut-wrenching. Graphic and out-of-body, it was the stuff that post traumatic stress syndrome was made of. beauty black-authors black-history deity emotion foodies humor inspiration knowledge literary-fiction love meaning new-york poetry prose rebirth scorpios sex stress valentine-s-day wilmington wisdom Brandi L. Bates
4dbf231 For the first time in her life Tomoe came to the realization that there are fools and fools. A man who loves others with an open-hearted simplicity, who trusts others, no matter who they are, even if he is deceived or even betrayed-- such a man in the present-day world is bound to be written off as a fool. And so he is. But not just an ordinary fool. He is a wonderful fool. He is a wonderful fool who will never allow the little light which he sheds along man's way to go out. love Shūsaku Endō
4b8dca4 Sometimes one feels the need of a word more powerful than love, or at least one more exclusive to the love of one's heart. love Mary Balogh
38bbcc7 But what you do with another person's beauty? The satisfied lover is as little able to possess the beauty of his beloved as the one who hopelessly observes it from afar. love lover possess satisfied Roger Scruton
ada1a90 "Krishna means love," she said. "But Radha means longing. Longing is older than love. I am older than he. Did you know that, Sita?" love radha sita the-last-vampire thirst Christopher Pike
04047e7 Because what is love if not an exercise in faith. Because what is love if not perseverance. Because what is love if not forgiveness. inspirational love Lisa Gardner
e932a60 Is there anyone dearer than the children of people you love, especially when you don't have your own? infertility love Lisa Unger
d9f4c9e I trust you to find the good in me, but the bad I must be sure you don't overlook. -Char to Ella ella ella-enchanted love prince-char prince-charmont Gail Carson Levine
49bb582 Alguien dijo una vez que en el momento en que te paras a pensar si quieres a alguien, ya has dejado de quererle para siempre - dije. love Carlos Ruiz Zafón
92961b1 In the eyes, heart, and mind of the one you love and who you want to love you, you will become, in essence, a new person. love relationships the-laws-of-love Chris Prentiss
219a416 --Hazme lo que quieras --susurro. Tenia diecisiete anos y la vida en los labios. labios love mia mine mio sex tuya tuyo yours Carlos Ruiz Zafón
f76b0d1 You talk as if Bea were a trophy.' 'No, as if she were a blessing,' Fermin corrected. cute love trophy women Carlos Ruiz Zafón
214eb17 Sensations were completely different. Like the night she had run free as the wolf, Savannah now had the senses of a bird of prey. Her vision was sharp and clear, her eyes enormously wide. She spread her wings experimentally, then flapped them in the light drizzle. They were much bigger than she had anticipated. It delighted her, and she flapped them harder so she could create a wind, causing waves in the water standing in the patio. Gregori's voice held a hint of laughter. , she answered. Her rapidly beating wings lifted her into the air. The light mist was already passing overhead. The air was warm and heavy with the promise of moisture, but she soared high, reveling in her ability to do so. Gregori's larger, stronger body dropped over hers, close and protective, guiding her in the direction of the bayou. As high up as they were, the sharp eyes of the raptor could spot the smallest of movements below. Details were vivid and clear. Even colors were different. Infrared vision, heat sensors-- Savannah wasn't certain what it was exactly, but the way she perceived the world was a different and unique experience. She dipped beneath Gregori and soared away from him, turning sideways and circling high above him. In her mind she could hear him swearing. As always he sounded arrogant, elegant, Old World, completely in command. Laughing, she caught a thermal and rode it up over the river. The male dropped down to cover her with his huge wings, fencing her in. she accused him, her touch in his mind a whisper of lightness, of invitation to join in her fun. , ma femme. He knew the threat was empty when he made it; he would give her the world. But why did she have to be such a little dare-devil all the time? Her soft laughter played over his skin like music, like the gentle breeze blowing from the mountains in their homeland. Even within the bird's body, he stirred to life, need and hunger rising to become a part of him. Relentless. Demanding. Savage in its intensity. It was more than simple lust. More than hunger. More than need. It was all of it merged together with a tenderness he had never conceived he could feel. When she was at her most outrageous, her most defiant, that was when his heart melted. love spoilsport Christine Feehan
de468a5 How is it that mankind can engineer condoms to prevent pregnancy and STDs and not be able to invent some sort of emotional safeguard? Is it even possible to abstain from falling in love? heartbreak love Daria Snadowsky
99b55f1 When I hear and see young men like you and Troit, who have turned their lives around, it makes me feel good. We need to learn to love one another; there is just too much hate in this world. Supt. Allerdyce Strachan, the first female officer to rise to the rank of superintendent on the Royal Bahamas Police Force. change community-policing feel-good feeling-good former-gang-members-good-feeling hate hatred love loving-one-another reform-gangsters turn-around youth-clubs youth-programs Drexel Deal
1fc80bd Better a fallen rocket than never a burst of light. Dante reserved a place in his Inferno for those who wilfully live in sadness - sullen in the sweet air, he says. Your 'honour' is all shame and timidity and compliance. Pure of stain! But the artist is the secret criminal in our midst. He is the agent of progress against authority. you are right to be a scholar. A scholar is all scruple, an artist is none. The artist must lie, cheat, deceive, be untrue to nature and contemptuous of history. I made my life into my art and it was an unqualified success. The blaze of my immolation threw its light into every corner of the land where uncounted young men sat each in his own darkness. What would I have done in Megara!? - think what I would have missed! I awoke the imagination of the century. I banged Ruskin's and Pater's heads together, and from the moral severity of one and the aesthetic soul of the other I made art a philosophy that can look the twentieth century in the eye. I had genius, brilliancy, daring, I took charge of my own myth. I dipped my staff into the comb of wild honey. I tasted forbidden sweetness and drank the stolen waters. I lived at the turning point of the world where everything was waking up new - the New Drama, the New Novel, New Journalism, New Hedonism, New Paganism, even the New Woman. Where were you when all this was happening? courage life love Tom Stoppard
80abc88 But if love is not the cure, it certainly can act as a very strong medicine. As John Donne has written; it is not so pure and abstract as one might once have thought and wished, but it does endure and it does grow. love medicine Kay Redfield Jamison
b03dd10 There was a fine-tuning of Richard's and my temperaments during the years we lived with his heart disease, lymphoma, and lung cancer. Before, our differences had triggered sporadic tension; now our basic natures served us better. Our sensibilities and quirks evolved into something more shared and complex, more mingled. illness love relationships Kay Redfield Jamison
f432505 But when he sat on the bed beside me, then leaned over and kissed my forehead, my cheek, my lips, his hand pressed to my rib cage, the other stroking my hair back, it was like I was an empty well and didn't know it until just now when he uncovered me and it started to rain. knowing love self-awareness self-realization Andre Dubus III
0d0a061 these are precisely the conditions that killed love, after first blighting its growth: squalor, fear, uncertainty, overfamiliarity. love uncertainty Patrick McGrath
3d7f3b6 He said, where there is love, there is my grace. love sita the-last-vampire thirst yaksha Christopher Pike
a50786b Perhaps the sorrow was not, after all, emanating from the attic, but from her. business loss love sorrow tycoon Christina Dodd
b9bd5f9 As long as I'm holding you, all of my dreams have already come true. desire gabriel-prescott hannah-grey love sex want Christina Dodd
e9e3df0 Joan has a right to love whom she likes, and to go where she likes and to work and be independent and happy, and if she can't be happy then she has a right to make her own unhappiness; it's a thousand times better to be unhappy in your own way than to be happy in someone else's. freedom happiness happy independence love unhappiness unhappy Radclyffe Hall
ebc0b6d Ipak, nije mogla a da se ne zapita zasto muskarac kojeg zeli nije slobodan, a onoga koji to jest ne zeli. I tako se nastavila njezina misija da si zivot pretvori u televizijsku sapunicu. duboki-pad istina-boli karin-slaughter life love truth-quotes životna Karin Slaughter
7193e0d Giselle had woken up once already, to find that she was pinned to the bed by the weight of Saul's leg lying across her lower body and his arm holding her against his side. It was a welcome imprisonment, though, and it enabled her to lie silently within its captivity and marvel at the magical events of the night and the happiness they had brought her. Now she was awake again--this time to find that she had the bed--his bed--to herself, and that she could stretch out languorously in it, entranced by the sweetly heavy ennui that possessed her body as intimately and intensely as Saul had possessed it during the night. love relationship Penny Jordan
5bcd89c She was a desperate woman with frailties just like her, temptations just like her, a woman who had needs, a woman who loved almost to the point of there being no more her anymore, a woman who probably cried too much, just like her, a woman afraid, wanting to believe rather than believing [...] faith family life love tears temptation woman Susan Vreeland
5bc1728 I came to see that knowing what love isn't might be just as valuable, though infinitely less satisfying, as knowing what it is. love Susan Vreeland
ce570a1 There was also closeness, for the end of a couple is like a death, and the notion of death, of temporariness, can remind us of the value of things. closeness deah love temporariness time value Mohsin Hamid
de10719 It was strange: When you reduced even a fledgling love affair to its essentials - I loved her, she maybe loved me, I was foolish, I suffered - it became vacuous and trite, meaningless to anyone else. In the end, it's only the moments that we have, the kiss on the palm, the joint wonder at the furrowed texture of a fir trunk or at the infinitude of grains of sand in a dune. Only the moments. kiss life love moment time Susan Vreeland
07bacfa The Dark Fairy touched her chest. No heart, like her sisters. So where did the love come from? fairy-tales fairytales fantasy heartless-love love portal-fantasy young-adult young-adult-fantasy Cornelia Funke
4773e12 "Take any emotion--love for a woman, or grief for a loved one, or what I'm going through, fear and pain from a deadly illness. If you hold back on the emotions--if you don't allow yourself to go all the way through them--you can never get to being detached, you're too busy being afraid. You're afraid of the pain, you're afraid of the grief. You're afraid of the vulnerability that loving entails. "But by throwing yourself into these emotions, by allowing yourself to dive in, all the way, over your head even, you experience them fully and completely. You know what pain is. You know what love is. You know what grief is. And only then can you say, 'All right. I have experienced that emotion. I recognize that emotion. Now I need to detach from that emotion for a moment." feeling love vulnerability Mitch Albom
82ca9ac He could see in his face a love so obviously displayed that she must already know everything there was to know about it. He was so close to her then that they owned every molecule of air in the tiny room and the air grew heavy with their desire and worked to move them together. It was with the smallest step forward that his face was in her hair and then her arms were around his back and they were holding each other. It seemed so simple to get to this place, such a magnificent relief, that he couldn't imagine why he had not been holding her every minute since they first met. desire gen love Ann Patchett
ad486ad Doshla si vk'shchi malko sled polunoshch. Khv'rlila se na legloto s drekhite i zapushila, paleiki tsigara ot tsigara, za da go izchaka da sv'rshi pismoto, koeto tia znaela, che shche b'de d'lgo i trudno, i malko predi tri chasa, kogato zavili kuchetata, slozhila na og'nia voda za kafe, obliakla se v p'len traur i otriazala v dvora p'rvata roza, razts'fnala v utrinta. Ot izvestno vreme doktor Urbino be razbral kolko mnogo shcheshe da nenavizhda spomena za taia nepovtorima zhena i mu se struvashe, che znae zashcho: samo chovek bez printsipi mozheshe da se otdade s takava naslada na m'kata. grief love Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez
1455a74 Although it was shadowy and dark, Bim could see as well as by the clear light of day that she felt only love and yearning for them all, and if there were hurts, these gashes and wounds in her side that bled, then it was only because her love was imperfect and did not encompass them thoroughly enough, and because it had flaws and inadequacies and did not extend to all equally. ... All these would have to be mended, these rents and tears, and she would have to mend and make her net whole so that it would suffice her in her passage through the ocean. love Anita Desai
0d5b461 "In human life and in the history of faith, I think, love has a quality of a bedrock reality we discover-- adventurers, travelers, each of us, only fitfully apprehending its potential. I take some solace in the fact that I'm not alone in this intuition that the reality of evil, of injustice, of suffering notwithstanding, "at the center of this existence is a heart beating with love." That's how Desmond Tutu put it to me, with greater authority than mine from a life that has known extremes of human cruelty one to another." art-of-living enoughness faith humanity love on-being Krista Tippett
0df0e01 It seemed that the marriage had reached the traditional truce, the point at which so many resign themselves to cutting both their losses and their hopes. love marriage partnership Joan Didion
0e4f1a0 ?Como puede uno comer cuando el corazon esta ocupado? love Sena Jeter Naslund
d545521 The past is a novel, written by Fate, weaving the same themes: love and its glory, hate and its prisoners, the soul and its price. Our decisions become narratives: fated choices that unknowably change the course of the living river. In the present, where decisions and connections are made, Fate waits on the riverbank of Story, leaving us to our mistakes and miracles, because it's our will alone that leads us to one or the other. fate glory hope love past prison Gregory David Roberts
64acbc8 I'd learned more about her in that exhausted, murmuring hour than in all the many months before it. Lovers find their way by such insights and confidences: they're the stars we use to navigate the ocean of desire. And the brightest of those stars are the heartbreaks and sorrows. The most precious gift you can bring to your lover is your suffering. So I took each sadness she confessed to me, and pinned it to the sky. happiness inspirational love spiritual Gregory David Roberts
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