#amy

Judgment should never enter into the hearts and minds of others while observing another in a pain that cannot be understood. ↗

— Amy Denise

#love #perfect-anguish #perseverance #romance #self-discovery

Doubt thou the stars are fire Doubt that the sun doth move Doubt truth to be a liar But never doubt that I love...I love thee best, O most best, believe it. ↗

— Amy Bartol and William Shakespeare

#love

Trust is'nt a black and white thing, you know. Everyone has the capacity to let you down at one time or another." "Then why should I trust anyone?" "Because if you can't trust, you cant love ↗

— Amy Kathleen Ryan Vibes

#love

And why is Saint Paula a Saint? She dumps her four kids at a convent. She runs off to Hajira with Saint Jerome. How is that a saint? You’ve got shitty mothers all over America who would love to dump their kids and travel. ↗

— Amy Bloom

#saint-paula #where-the-god-of-love-hangs-out #love

When I hear that "Possession is the grave of love," I remember that a religion may begin with the resurrection. ↗

— F.H. Bradley

#marriage #monogamy #possession #religion #resurrection

That would be Axelroot all over, to turn up with an extra wife or two claiming that's how they do it here. Maybe he's been in Africa so long he's forgotten that we Christians have our own system of marriage, and it's called Monotony. ↗

— Barbara Kingsolver

#marriage #monogamy #marriage

After a few seconds of scraping, I realize what he has isn’t a trail, it’s a whole forest! Ack! Weren’t all men supposed to shave their chest and stuff nowadays? Whatever happened to having fuzz-free Hollywood heroes as role models? At least my embarrassment is completely foregone by the irritation at his lack of upkeep. The only thing distracting me now is that heady mix of musk, shaving cream and a distinctly…male scent. And God knows that is one seriously jeopardizing distraction. Especially with a whizzing needle in one’s hand. ↗

— Rucy Ban

#book-boyfriend #erotic #funny #inked #love

We want different things. Men want to have sex with a woman. Then they want to have sex with another woman. And then another. Then they want to eat cornflakes and sleep for a while, and then they want to have sex with another woman, and another, until they die. Women,’ and I thought I’d better pick my words carefully when describing a gender I didn’t belong to, ‘want a relationship. They may not get it, or they may sleep with a lot of men before they do get it, but ultimately that’s what they want. That’s the goal. Men do not have goals. Natural ones. So they invent them, and put them at either end of a football pitch. And then they invent football. Or they pick fights, or try and get rich, or start wars, or come up with any number of daft bloody things to make up for the fact that they have no real goals.’ ‘Bollocks,’ said Ronnie. ‘That, of course, is the other main difference. ↗

— Hugh Laurie

#men #monogamy #sex #women #men

I knew that Amy couldn’t have died from a drug overdose, as she had been drug-free since 2008. But although she had been so brave and had fought so hard in her recovery from alcoholism, I knew she must have lapsed once again. I thought that Amy hadn’t had a drink for three weeks. But she had actually started drinking at Dionne’s Roundhouse gig the previous Wednesday. I didn’t know that at the time. The following morning Janis, Jane, Richard Collins (Janis’s fiancé), Raye, Reg and I went to St Pancras mortuary to officially identify Amy. Alex couldn’t bring himself to go, which I fully understood. When we arrived there were loads of paps outside the court, but they were all very respectful. We were shown into a room and saw Amy behind a window. She looked very, very peaceful, as if she was just asleep, which in a way made it a lot harder. She looked lovely. There was a slight red blotchiness to her skin, which was why, at the time, I thought she might have had a seizure: she looked as she had done when she had had seizures in the past. Eventually the others left Janis and me to say goodbye to Amy by ourselves. We were with her for about fifteen minutes. We put our hands on the glass partition and spoke to her. We told her that Mummy and Daddy were with her and that we would always love her. I can’t express what it was like. It was the worst feeling in the world. ↗

— Mitch Winehouse

#love

Amy! Sit correctly, you are wearing a dress...feet on the floor and your knees together girl...You are trying to catch a husband, not flies ! ↗

— Amy Mah

#teenagers #teens-sex-awkward-jocks #vampire #teen