#boo

A half-read book is like a half-finished love affair. ↗

— David Mitchell

#reading #love

I love the writers of my thousand books. It pleases me to think how astonished old Homer, whoever he was, would be to find his epics on the shelf of such an unimaginable being as myself, in the middle of an unrumored continent. I love the large minority of the writers on my shelves who have struggled with words and thoughts and, by my lights, have lost the struggle. All together they are my community, the creators of the very idea of books, poetry, and extended narratives, and of the amazing human conversation that has taken place across the millennia, through weal and woe, over the heads of interest and utility. ↗

— Marilynne Robinson

#narrative #poetry #reading-books #writers #love

The real power of books is their deep companionability. We learn from them as we learn from the deep companionability of love to know our own hearts and minds better. ↗

— Jane Rule

#love #love

I just wrote the book of love. Well, I coauthored it with Cupid and Nicholas Sparks.
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— Jarod Kintz

#love #love

The truth is I do love you. Admitting that means opening myself up to all that pain when you leave. After you realize this wasn’t love, but gratitude. ↗

— Kelly Moran

#love-quotes #romance #true-love #love

The most profound, life-altering gift you can offer the Indie writer you love is to TELL as MANY avid readers as you are able. ↗

— R.S. Guthrie

#indie-books #readers #life

I bought a selection of short, romantic fiction novels, studied them, decided that I had found a formula and then wrote a book that I figured was the perfect story. Thank goodness it was rejected. ↗

— Louise Brown

#bought #decided #fiction #figured #formula

Kiss a lover, Dance a measure, Find your name And buried treasure. Face your life, It's pain, It's pleasure, Leave no path untaken. ↗

— Neil Gaiman

#dancing #life #love #name #neil-gaiman

Loving Sarah was like reading a particularly good book. That pressing and overwhelming need to just devour it as fast as possible is matched only by the need to savour it slowly and completely, lest all come to an end too soon. The all-consuming emotions are so many and varied that it is almost impossible to pick out one for a few minutes attention. They mainly stay jumbled and unattended, and for the most part not entirely understood or satisfied. But then, maybe it is in the understanding of our love for someone that the love itself disappears altogether. If so, then I don't want to understand, and I remain content to simply experience her. Somehow, the more I learn about Sarah, the better I understand myself. And the more I fall in love. ↗

— Nadine Rose Larter

#love #experience

For me, that was love. Tangible. Love was what was in front of me, not a distant fantasy. ↗

— Laura Bickle

#laine-s-fave #love #love