#be

Put my head under my pillow, and let the quiet put things where they are supposed to be. ↗

— Stephen Chbosky

#cry #love #sleep #the-perks-of-being-a-wallflower #love

Oft in the stilly night, Ere Slumber's chain has bound me, Fond memory brings the light Of other days around me; The smiles, the tears, Of boyhood years, The words of love then spoken; The eyes that shown Now dimmed and gone, The cheerful hearts now broken. (from When the Splendor Falls by Laurie McBain) ↗

— Thomas Moore

#reflection-on-happier-times #remembering-loved-ones #love

Tricked by desire, mastered by love, rescued by beloved! What else you want to know about humans? ↗

— Saurabh Sharma

#desire #human-behavior #love #need #love

I think sometimes we love so deeply, so profoundly, that anything else pales by comparison. ↗

— Debbie Macomber

#debbie-macomber #love #the-trouble-with-angels #love

I’m still waiting for something, searching for something I cannot describe.” “It’s called true love. Most people never find it. ↗

— Destin Bays

#contemporary-romance #historical-romance #true-love-in-time #love

It is so suprising that passion of love had diminish in our century, and many love for mere pleasures of the flesh. ↗

— Michael Bassey Johnson

#love #sex #love

The memory brought back the timbre of her voice and the tickle of her hair on my chin as I put her to bed that night and the feeling of belonging to someone, mattering to someone, having someone whose first smile in the morning was for you. Someone who slipped their hand into yours when they were scared and trusted you to make them feel better. Someone who knew you, the important things about you, and loved you anyway. ↗

— Michele Jaffe

#love #love

I love you, Brooklynn. I love you like no one else ever can or ever will. You will always be mine and if the day ever comes that I can’t have you, know that no one else can either. Remember that, Brook, no one else can ever have you. ↗

— Kitty Berry

#sliding #tate-taylor #love

I watched as Humphrey Bogart’s character used beans as a metaphor for the relative unimportance in the wider world of his relationship with Ingrid Bergman’s character, and chose logic and decency ahead of his selfish emotional desires. The quandary and resulting decision made for an engrossing film. But this was not what people cried about. They were in love and could not be together. I repeated this statement to myself, trying to force an emotional reaction. I couldn’t. I didn’t care. I had enough problems of my own. ↗

— Graeme Simsion

#humphrey-bogart #ingrid-bergman #love #unrequited-love #love

No you don't," he said. "The corpses can wait." I wasn't sure if he was referring to me or the screen. I would've asked him to clarify but, Jack's lips were suddenly very busy moving against Nikki's. I resisted the urge to dry-heave and looked up at the sky, the trees, the buses anywhere that wouldn't trigger the upchuck reflex. Jack needed to learn some manners. Damn epic love. ↗

— Brodi Ashton

#epic-love #jack-caputo #nikki-beckett #love