#al

He's not meeting my eyes anymore. "We're young," he says. "We've got lots of time to fall in love. ↗

— Cynthia Hand

#love

How quick and rushing life can sometimes seem, when at the same time it's so slow and sweet and everlasting. ↗

— Graham Swift

#life #love #nostalgia #time #inspirational

Carnal apple, Woman filled, burning moon, dark smell of seaweed, crush of mud and light, what secret knowledge is clasped between your pillars? What primal night does Man touch with his senses? Ay, Love is a journey through waters and stars, through suffocating air, sharp tempests of grain: Love is a war of lightning, and two bodies ruined by a single sweetness. Kiss by kiss I cover your tiny infinity, your margins, your rivers, your diminutive villages, and a genital fire, transformed by delight, slips through the narrow channels of blood to precipitate a nocturnal carnation, to be, and be nothing but light in the dark. ↗

— Pablo Neruda

#light #love #sensual #love

It is not what to do, but how much love we put into the doing. We can do not greats, only small things with great love." - Mother Theresa ↗

— Mother Teresa

#love

Love at first sight is a hypnosis: I am fascinated by an image: at first shaken, electrified, stunned, "paralysed" as Menon was by Socrates, the model of loved objects, of captivating images, or again converted by an apparition, nothing distinguishing the path of enamoration from the Road to Damascus; subsequently ensnared, held fast, immobilised, nose stuck to the image (the mirror). In that moment when the other's image comes to ravish me for the first time, I am nothing more than the Jesuit Athanasius Kirchner's wonderful Hen: feet tied, the hen went to sleep with her eyes fixed on the chalk line, which was traced not far from her beak; when she was untied, she remained motionless, fascinated, "submitting to her vanquisher," as the Jesuit says (1646); yet, to waken her from her enchantment, to break off the violence of her Image-repertoire (vehemens animalis imaginatio), it was enough to tap her on the wing; she shook herself and began pecking in the dust again. ↗

— Roland Barthes

#love-at-first-sight #road-to-damascus #vehemens-animalis-imaginato #love

I can see why you like it here,'he said,making a sweeping gesture that encompassed Kyles collection of movie posters and science fiction books."Theres a thin layer of nerd all over everything'said Jace "Thanks.I appreciate that."Simon gave Jace a hard look. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#humor #jace-lightwood #humor

Be happy, cried the Nightingale, be happy; you shall have your red rose. I will build it out of music by moonlight, and stain it with my own heart's-blood. All that I ask of you in return is that you will be a true lover, for Love is wiser than Philosophy, though she is wise, and mightier than Power, though he is mighty. Flame-coloured are his wings, and coloured like flame is his body. His lips are sweet as honey, and his breath is like frankincense. ↗

— Oscar Wilde

#love

I was falling in love with her, and she was falling in love with me. It was fated, decided before any of us were born, and I hated it as much as I loved it. I could barely stand it. (Eric) ↗

— Shannon A. Thompson

#destiny #falling-in-love #fate #hate-to-love #love

If love breaks more than a heart, maybe it's a sign and time to step out. ↗

— Anthony Liccione

#broken-heart #hitting #physical-abuse #relationship-problems #signs

A girl's body was a prize. It had to be more than asked for. It had to be earned, worshipped, and avowed. ↗

— Leanna Renee Hieber

#respect #love