#adoration

How could he convey to someone who'd never even met her the way she always smelled like rain, or how his stomach knotted up every time he saw her shake loose her hair from its braid? How could he describe how it felt when she finished his sentences, turnec the mug they were sharing so that her mouth landed where his had been? How did he explain the way they could be in a locker room, or underwater, or in the piney woods of Maine, bus as long as Em was with him, he was at home? ↗

— Jodi Picoult

#devotion #love #love

Lovers alone wear sunlight. ↗

— E.E. Cummings

#love #poetry #love

Do I love you? My God, if your love were a grain of sand, mine would be a universe of beaches. ↗

— William Goldman

#ardor #love #love

You are the most important thing to me now. The most important thing to me ever. ↗

— Stephenie Meyer

#love #love

So much of the language of love was like that: you devoured someone with your eyes, you drank in the sight of him, you swallowed him whole. Love was substance, broken down and beating through your bloodstream. ↗

— Jodi Picoult

#love #possessiveness #love

He loved her for almost everything she was & she decided that was enough to let him stay for a very long time. ↗

— Brian Andreas

#love #relationships #story-people #love

If you're a movie star, there's a cycle you go through: adoration, adulation, you're used, and then you're discarded. And it happens again and again, always in that sequence. ↗

— John Cusack

#adulation #again #always #cycle #discarded

The laughs mean more to me than the adoration. If two girls walk up to me and one says 'you're cute', I'll say thank you, but I appreciate it much more when the other one says 'you make me laugh so much'. ↗

— Michael J. Fox

#appreciate #cute #i #laugh #laughs

Adoration is caring for God above all else. ↗

— Evelyn Underhill

#adoration #caring #else #god

I do not think I should care to go on worshipping a Madonna even if she did wink. One cannot make much out of a wink. We want something more than that from the object of our adoration. ↗

— Charles Spurgeon

#cannot #care #did #even #go