#air

I dread the loss of her I've never touched love keeps me a slave in a cage of tears I gnaw my tongue with which to her I can never speak I miss a woman who was never born I kiss a woman across the years that say we shall never meet Everything passes Everything perishes Everything palls my thought walks away with a killing smile leaving discordant anxiety which roars in my soul No hope No hope No hope No hope No hope No hope No hope ↗

— Sarah Kane

#love

Lovers and warriors are not bound by the rules of fair play. ↗

— Wayne Gerard Trotman

#love #lovers #restrictions #romance #rules

Too bad that all the people who know how to run the country are busy driving taxicabs and cutting hair. ↗

— George Burns

#busy #country #cutting #driving #hair

Okay, you’re older. Not much, really. And considering you love staying in shape and I refuse to run, we’ll probably get all old and crippled at the same time. If not, then I’ll learn to use a cane, and I’ll get to beat on your ass for a change. ↗

— Cherise Sinclair

#erotica #make-me-sir #change

...How terrible, those dreams before sleep were—the worse kind, mixing hope with despair... ↗

— John Geddes

#dreams #hope #poetry-quotes #sleep #terrible

Sure. If she gets mugged, she can just flute them to death. ↗

— Seanan McGuire

#humor #death

I can see death and more death, till we are black and swollen with death. ↗

— David Herbet

#despair #death

Every moment of the night Forever changing places And they put out the star-light With the breath from their pale faces ↗

— Edgar Allan Poe

#poe #poems #change

The Devil himself had probably re-designed Hell in the light of information he had gained from observing airport layouts. ↗

— Anthony Price

#humor #the-devil #design

His question reminded me of how easy he had been to deceive, so easy that he seemed to me almost a conniver at his wife's unfaithfulness, as the man who leaves loose banknotes in a hotel bedroom connives at theft, and I hated him for the very quality which had once helped my love. ↗

— Graham Greene

#unfaithfulness #love