#ayn

I like the posture, but not the yoga. I like the inebriated morning, but not the opium. I like the flower but not the garden, the moment but not the dream. Quiet, my love. Be still. I am sleeping. ↗

— Roman Payne

#flower #garden #love #moments #morning

[As a very young man, I thought] of Europe as a place that could not exist except in the imagination, in glorious dreams, and through the careful lies of the silver screen. ↗

— Roman Payne

#dreams #europe #lies #movies #roman-payne

Women are extraordinary creatures! ↗

— Roman Payne

#extraordinary #extraordinary-women #fashion #gender #gender-equality

The more this guy talked, the more he sounded like a fortune cookie. ↗

— Kelly Creagh

#raynolds #sarcasm #mystery

Blessed with the love of a good man, I felt equal to anything - even the prospect of living out my days in the Antipodes. ↗

— Jennifer Paynter

#jane-austen #jennifer-paynter #love #lucky #mary-bennet

When he nodded, the physician disappeared into thin air, and then a moment later, Payne felt a warm palm encompass hers. It was Vishous's un-gloved hand against her own and the connection between them eased her in ways she couldn't name. Verily, she had lost her mother . . . but if she lived through this, she still had family. On this side. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#payne #sister #vishous #family

I did not have an opportunity to speak privately with Peter until just as he was leaving, when he handed me one of the Burns song-sheets and (with a most earnest look) told me to read it before I went to bed. The song was 'My Love is Like a Red, Red Rose,' but it was not until was up in my bedchamber that I saw he had written on the inside page: 'My mother would be honoured if you visited her after church tomorrow. ↗

— Jennifer Paynter

#jane-austen #jennifer-paynter #love #lovers #mary-bennet

But I still wonder how it was possible, in those graceless years of transition, long ago, that men did not see whither they were going, and went on, in blindness and cowardice, to their fate. I wonder, for it is hard for me to conceive how men who knew the word "I," could give it up and not know what they lost. But such has been the story, for I have lived in the City of the damned, and I know what horror men permitted to be brought upon them. ↗

— Ayn Rand

#ayn-rand #freedom #individuality #freedom

Cities were always like people, showing their varying personalities to the traveler. Depending on the city and on the traveler, there might begin a mutual love, or dislike, friendship, or enmity. Where one city will rise a certain individual to glory, it will destroy another who is not suited to its personality. Only through travel can we know where we belong or not, where we are loved and where we are rejected. ↗

— Roman Payne

#cities-and-countries #city #enmity #glory #love

About their wedding on a beach of Nantucket, after nearly 50 years together as a couple: "After years of being who we truly were only in the privacy of our homes or with a few friends, we were out in the world, under the sky, no longer pretending.” - Norman Sunshine, co-author, Double Life ↗

— Norman Sunshine

#double-life #gay-marriage #love-story #norman-sunshine #home