#co

I see myself as Kiki de Montparnasse, trying to get Man Ray's attention. (Sofia Navarro, 7th July 2012). ↗

— Sofía Navarro

#boheme #conquista #kiki-de-montparnasse #love #lovers

Quincy and Jake seem to be content to spend an enormous amount of time along together, which I count as romantic, but might simply be because they don't have a child: the Blues versus the world. ↗

— Sally Koslow

#couple #love #love

I don’t know. I don’t know, Jess,” he said as a sob shuddered through him. “Because I am a damned fool. Fuck! I have everything I want right in front of me, I love you so damned much I can’t think straight, and then it’s like…I don’t know, like I’m so afraid of losing you, that I keep pushing you away so maybe I’ll stop caring as much and then it won’t hurt as bad if I do lose you. It’s so fucking twisted even I don’t understand it. ↗

— M.L. Rhodes

#love #passion #love

No, Sky. You didn't tell her everything…you told you everything. Those things happened to you, not to someone else. They happened to Hope. They happened to Sky. They happened to the best friend that I loved all those years ago, and they happened to the best friend I love who’s looking back at me right now. ↗

— Colleen Hoover

#holder #hope #hopeless #love #molestation

...who is the hunchback in my comic opera, but me? I'm crippled on the inside and unable to make the gestures of love... ↗

— John Geddes

#crippled #hunchback #love #love

What will we be doing, when everything that can be done, can be done better by robots? ↗

— Humberto Contreras

#economy #future #love #romance #science

If I was an eccentric old spinster in a Merchant Ivory movie, I'd want to share my lovely cottage with Holly and that's the truth. I'd do the cooking and leave the decorating to her, and we'd be inseparable. ↗

— Lisa Samson

#merchant-ivory #movies #spinster #love

When he returned, Edith was in bed with the covers pulled to her chin, her face turned upward, her eyes closed, a thin frown creasing her forehead. Silently, as if she were asleep, Stoner undressed and got into bed beside her. For several moments he lay with his desire, which had become an impersonal thing, belonging to himself alone. He spoke to Edith, as if to find a haven for what he felt; she did not answer. He punt his hand upon her and felt beneath the thin cloth of her nightgown the flesh he had longed for. He moved his hand upon her; she did not stir; her frown deepened. Again he spoke, saying her name to silence; then he moved his hand upon her, gentle in his clumsiness. When he touched the softness of her thighs she turned her head sharply away and lifted her arm to cover her eyes. She made no sound. ↗

— John Williams

#love #sex #love

I looked down, unable to meet the intensity in Nat’s eyes. Tonight, my crush for Nat had moved beyond a crush. The chemistry between us was undeniable, and the more we clashed, the more we wanted each other." - Summer, Perfect Summer ↗

— Kailin Gow

#kailin-gow #loving-summer-series #nat-donovan #new-adult #new-adult-contemporary-romance

We must resist in-group thinking and practice seeing every soul as a brother or sister in a larger grouping of humans on earth. ↗

— Bryant McGill

#cooperative #individuality #love #purpose-of-living #understanding-oneself-and-others