#amy

The life of a plural wife, she'd found, was a life lived under constant comparison, a life spent wondering. Sitting across from her sister-wives at Sunday dinner, the platters and serving dishes floating past like hovercraft, the questions were almost inescapable; Who of us is the most happy? Which of us is his one true love? Who does he desire the most? ↗

— Brady Udall

#love #polygamy #the-lonely-polygamist #jealousy

Love Jo all your days, if you choose, but don't let it spoil you, for it's wicked to throw away so many good gifts because you can't have the one you want. ↗

— Louisa May Alcott

#jo-march #longing #lost-love #love #spoil

But...If my life on Earth must end, let it end with a promise. Let it end with hope. ↗

— Beth Revis

#amy #beth-revis #elder #life

My name is a half an hour early, but my body is on time. 
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— Jarod Kintz

#aspire #body #early #fame #infamy

Making love with a woman and sleeping with a woman are two separate passions, not merely different but opposite. Love does not make itself felt in the desire for copulation (a desire that extends to an infinite number of women) but in the desire for shared sleep (a desire limited to one woman). ↗

— Milan Kundera

#monogamy #polygamy #sleep #love

Some women's love of being loved is insatiable; and so, often, is their love of loving; and in the last case they may find that they can't give it continuously to the chamber-officer appointed by the bishop's license to receive it. ↗

— Thomas Hardy

#monogamy #love

I love your independence, I love that you don't swoon, I love that you'll fight me with your last breath if you think I'm wrong, and if I ever have to catch you, I swear I'll make sure you're standing on your feet as quickly as you can manage it. ↗

— Dianna Hardy

#independence #independent-heroine #love #romance #love

"Whoaaaaa–AARRRGGGGGGGHHHH...shove two fingers down my throat and pull out my heart...to prove that you love meeee...!" Clutching her iPod, Nellie emerged from the hatch ad lurched towards them, like creature put together from spare parts–a motion that Dan and Amy recognized as dancing. Pulling out her earbuds, she raised her face to the sky and let the rain pelt her for a few seconds. "Whoo-hoo, that is better than a facial!" she cried, running to join Dan and Amy under the overhang. "Stick around," Dan said, "for a lava treatment. ↗

— Peter Lerangis

#dan-cahill #nellie-gomez #the #love

Faster's always better, but you have to mind those curves. They're wicked. They can kill a man in a heartbeat. ↗

— J.C. Reed

#lust #romance #sex #steamy #love

But never had he felt more enthralled than he was right now, sitting beside Evie on a weathered old dock, with a blazing afternoon sun, almost brutal in its clarity, bathing everything in pure light. Sweat trickled down his back and chest from the steamy heat, and his entire body pulsed with life. Even his fingertips throbbed. It took all of his formidable self-control to prevent himself from pushing her down on the dock and spreading her legs for his entry. ↗

— Linda Howard

#steamy-heat-of-summer #life