#car

Do you think we're being robbed?" I whispered. He nodded gravely, then crawled over to my closet and opened it. "Did you want to borrow something more formal to wear for the robbery? I'm not sure I have anything in your size." "Shh," he whispered. "Don't you at least have a tennis racket or anything?" "You think they came here looking for a doubles partner?" He turned quickly and gave me a look, then whipped a Wiffle bat out of the mess. "Wow," I said. "You jock-type people really are single-minded, aren't you? Uh-oh, we're being robbed. Let's play ball!" "It's for a weapon," Carson whispered. "You're gonna hit them with a Wiffle bat?" "What else you got?" "Um...A pillow" "Exactly" ... "Stay behind me," he whispered. "Can I just say that I never knew this about me before, but weirdly enough this whole protective he-man thing actually turns me on." "Josie." "What," I asked. "Shut Up." I grabbed my pillow, just in case, so to speak, and tiptoed behind him around the mussed-up bed. "Maybe we should just hide in the closet." He turned around, rolled his eyes and kissed me. "Shh," he repeated. ↗

— Rachel Vail

#gold #josephine-dondorff #love #love

Lust starts with chemistry. Love starts with trust and respect. ↗

— Marian Lanouette

#if-i-fail #jake-carrington #love #respect #trust

Grief produces an abundant energy that must find a way to burn itself up. And that is the fundamental problem, one that can take a lifetime to exhaust. ↗

— Bill Carter

#bosnia #fools-rush-in #sarajevo #schaffner-press #love

I am not afraid to die; I am only afraid of saying goodbye to you forever. ↗

— Shannon L. Alder

#dying #fear #goodbye #hope #illness

Someday you going to make some man very happy I hope its going to be Ray... Your soldier? I nodded, a half smile in my face You love him? Yes....Yes I do... ↗

— Charles Sheehan-Miles

#i-do #love

As long as men massacre animals, they will kill each other. Indeed, he who sows the seeds of murder and pain cannot reap the joy of love. ↗

— Pythagoras

#massacre #thought-provoking #love

A single act of kindness is like a drop of oil on a patch of dry skin - seeping, spreading, and affecting more than the original need. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#charity #compassion #giving #kindness #love

She, at least, ought to have known that he was wearing a mask, and having found that out, she should have torn it from his face, whenever they were alone together....Her love for him had been paltry and weak, easily crushed by her own pride ↗

— Emmuska Orczy

#love

There is a vast mythology surrounding meat, but all the myths are in one way or another related to what I refer to as the Three Ns of Justification: eating meat is normal, natural, and necessary. The Three Ns have been invoked to justify all exploitative systems, from African slavery to the Nazi Holocaust. When an ideology is in its prime, these myths rarely come under scrutiny. However, when the system finally collapses, the Three Ns are recognized as ludicrous. ↗

— Melanie Joy

#exploitation #meat #love

This week or last week, I don't really care about it anymore. I write myself this later, I tell myself you let me go. ↗

— Sara Quin

#don-t-really-care #if-it-was-you #last-week #love #monday-monday-monday