#age

We are all Romeos looking for our Juliet, but never finding her. ↗

— Rae Hachton

#love #lovers-love-story #lovers-quarrel #romance #romeo-and-juliet

To now is to love, to see is a joy, but to lose is hurtful. ↗

— Rubye Armorer

#children-s-book #inspiratinal #teenagers #love

I,” I start, and she turns to look at my lips moving, rehearsing for some grand proposal. “I think it’d be good idea if you brought a few books over and left them on my shelf.” I’m a writer, and this is as good as it gets. She didn’t need a ring, just the ability to borrow a bookmark whenever she needed, or unwritten or unspoken permission to take my copy of Cecil Brown’s The Life and Loves of Mr. Jiveass Nigger with the original cover. ↗

— Darnell Lamont Walker

#marriage #proposal #love

Os olhos conseguem dizer com eloquência desconhecida as palavras, provavelmente porque a dos olhos foi a primeiríssima linguagem com que aprendemos a nos comunicar. ↗

— Aldo Carotenuto

#love

When my mother died and left me all alone, I began to realize that some things, like being loved, were more important than one's image, money, and accomplishments. ↗

— J. Matthew Nespoli

#being-loved #image #importance-of-love #love #money

LOVE is the most incendiary element ever known, once it sparks the heart, the flame is inextinguishable. ↗

— H.S. Rissam

#cardiac-surgeon #cardiologist #echocardiolography #fiction #fiction-novel

But in the end I'd marry her to the one she herself loved. To a father, the man his daughter falls in love with herself always seems the worst. That's how it is. ↗

— Fyodor Dostoevksy

#father #marriage #love

They ought to find out how to vaccinate for love, like smallpox. ↗

— Leo Tolstoy

#marriage #relationships #love

All her life she had believed in something more, in the mystery that shape-shifted at the edge of her senses. It was the flutter of moth wings on glass and the promise of river nymphs in the dappled creek beds. It was the smell of oak trees on the summer evening she fell in love, and the way dawn threw itself across the cow pond and turned the water to light. ↗

— Eowyn Ivey

#imagery #beauty

In between calls, she lay on her side, thinking about calling. ↗

— Jeffrey Eugenides

#marriage