#chi

I thought he wanted it, anyway," I say. "Not like this," Haymitch says. "He wanted it to be real. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#haymitch #katniss #love #peeta #quote

Not sure how I felt about Antonio and Echo, I linked my fingers with hers. Antonio cocked a surprised eyebrow. Damn straight, bro. I just marked my territory. ↗

— Katie McGarry

#echo-emerson #katie-mcgarry #love #noah-and-echo #noah-hutchins

Please, Noah, I don't want to do this wrong. Tell me how to make you feel good." He shifted so that his body rested beside mine, his leg and arm still draped over me. I felt small under his warmth and strength. His chocolate-brown eyes softened. "Being with you feels good. Touching you-" he tucked a curl behind my ear. "-feels good. I have never wanted anyone like I want you. There's nothing you can do wrong when just breathing makes everything right. ↗

— Katie McGarry

#echo-emerson #feels-good #katie-mcgarry #love #noah-hutchins

But the wild things cried, “Oh please don’t go - we’ll eat you up - we love you so!” And Max said, “No!” The wild things roared their terrible roars and gnashed their terrible teeth and rolled their terrible eyes and showed their terrible claws but Max stepped into his private boat and waved goodbye. ↗

— Maurice Sendak

#goodbye #sad #wild-things #love

Every sacred mission, every hunt for hidden relics, every pilgrimage from one end of the earth to the other … I was looking for you. ↗

— Dianna Hardy

#destiny #eternal-love #fate #fated-love #loss

it helps that in michigan everyone goes inside from november through april. but from may until october they are outside, on display, and all of a sudden if you are single, you have a window to heaven and no way at all to get in. ↗

— Charles Baxter

#michigan #love

It is better to be a child of God than king of the whole world! ↗

— St. Aloysius Gonzaga

#love

It's quite sad that so many children go through life unsure whether their parents love them or not. ↗

— Wayne Gerard Trotman

#insecurity #love #parenthood #parents #life

This was the Karachi now – barbed wires protecting consulates, the pretentious covering themselves with faces of those who were hiding behind those barbed wires. This was Karachi – gaudy and luxurious, with a façade of glamor, ignoring the truth underneath. But Sophie was no cynic, and still loved the city she had returned to. ‘You can’t hate what’s yours,’ she smiled to herself. ↗

— Umair Naeem

#karachi #love

And what agony, thought Krug the thinker, to love so madly a little creature, formed in some mysterious fashion (even more mysterious to us than it had been to the very first thinkers in their pale olive gloves) by the fusion of two mysteries, or rather two sets of a trillion of mysteries each; formed by a fusion which is, at the same time, a matter of choice and a matter of chance and a matter of pure enchantment; thus formed and then permitted to accumulate trillions of its own mysteries; the whole suffused with consciousness, which is the only real thing in the world and the greatest mystery of all. ↗

— Vladimir Nabokov

#child #consciousness #love #love