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To feel physically comfortable with someone else's body is not a decision you make. It has very little thing to do with how two people think or act or talk or even look. The mysterious magnet is either there, buried somewhere deep behind the sternum, or it is not. ↗

— Elizabeth Gilbert

#passion #sex #love

Ariette III Il pleure dans mon coeur Comme il pleut sur la ville ; Quelle est cette langueur Qui pénètre mon coeur ? Ô bruit doux de la pluie Par terre et sur les toits ! Pour un coeur qui s'ennuie, Ô le chant de la pluie ! Il pleure sans raison Dans ce coeur qui s'écoeure. Quoi ! nulle trahison ? Ce deuil est sans raison. C'est bien la pire peine De ne savoir pourquoi Sans amour et sans haine Mon coeur a tant de peine ! ↗

— Paul Verlaine

#love #poems #rain #love

High school sweetheart" is such an innocuous-sounding term for something that can tear out your guts. ↗

— Daria Snadowsky

#love #relationships #love

No one ever loved you like him. And no one ever took it away so completely. But it's here. Look around. ↗

— Emma Forrest

#heartbreak #love #love

Parade my trouble in front of you guys? Make you realize that my heart is broken . . . that as long as I live I'll have chains dragging me down to the oceans of sad tears that my feet are wet in already. ↗

— Jack Kerouac

#love #pain #love

As if you could pick in love, as if it were not a lightning bolt that splits your bones and leaves you staked out in the middle of the courtyard. (...) You don't pick out the rain that soaks you to the skin when you come out of a concert. ↗

— Julio Cortázar

#choice #love #rain #skin #soaked

The nostalgia of a moment's love can be an illusionary precipice from which we fall from truth; in heartbreak, what we escape to in the past is what tortures us in the present. ↗

— Mike Norton

#illusion #love #nostalgia #sadness #the-past

She was resolved to take the risk of being happy. ↗

— Guillaume Musso

#taking-risks #love

WAKE Dealing with an alcoholic single mother and endless hours of working at Heather Nursing Home to raise money for college, high-school senior Janie Hannagan doesn’t need more problems. But inexplicably, since she was eight years old, she has been pulled in to people’s dreams, witnessing their recurring fears, fantasies and secrets. Through Miss Stubin at Heather Home, Janie discovers that she is a dream catcher with the ability to help others resolve their haunting dreams. After taking an interest in former bad boy Cabel, she must distinguish between the monster she sees in his nightmares and her romantic feelings for him. And when she learns more about Cabel’s covert identity, Janie just may be able to use her special dream powers to help solve crimes in a suspense-building ending with potential for a sequel. McMann lures teens in by piquing their interest in the mysteries of the unknown, and keeps them with quick-paced, gripping narration and supportive characters. ↗

— Lisa McMann

#wake #dreams

Destiny cuts the cake of love, Three slices to some, To others, a crumb. ↗

— Stefano Benni

#destiny #love #love