#deli

Love, being in love, isn’t a constant thing. It doesn’t always flow at the same strength. It’s not always like a river in flood. It’s more like the sea. It has tides, it ebbs and flows. The thing is, when love is real, whether it’s ebbing or flowing, it’s always there, it never goes away. And that’s the only proof you can have that it is real, and not just a crush or an infatuation or a passing fancy ↗

— Aidan Chambers

#inspirational #love #pillow-book #inspirational

I´m just not sending out the right vibe lately. Perhaps the fact that I wear stained sweatpants and free T-shirts is holding me back. I just can´t seem to get back into the intelligent-slut-for-hire outfits that lure men; even shoes with laces evade me. Plus my hair is Fran Lebowitz-esque. I think my eyes are getting closer together. I don´t know. ↗

— Suzanne Finnamore

#cheating #deception #divorce #infidelity #marriage

I remember one desolate Sunday night, wondering: Is this how I´m going to spend the rest of my life? Marrid to someone who is perpetually distracted and somewhat wistful, as though a marvelous party is going on in the next room, which but for me he could be attending? ↗

— Suzanne Finnamore

#cheating #deception #divorce #infidelity #marriage

What we are reluctant to touch often seems the very fabric of our salvation. ↗

— Don DeLillo

#life #salvation #life

Oh god, Anabeth,” Ellie muttered. “Your whole life is based around sex.” “So?” she shot back. “It’s better than having sex with fictional characters!” Ellie shot up out of my desk chair. “I do not have sex with fictional characters!” “Oh puh-lease, I’ve seen the books you read, all big muscley men and virginal women and steamy sex. Why else would you read that crap if not to get off? ↗

— Madeline Sheehan

#unbeautifully #undeniable #life

Hazel screamed at the top of her lungs, but it was a scream of delight. For the first time in her life-in her two lives-she felt absolutely unstoppable. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#hazel-levesque #life #scream #life

The most wonderful thing in life is to be delirious and the most wonderful kind of delirium is being in love. In the morning mist, hazy and amorous, London was delirious. London squinted as it floated along, milky pink, without caring where it was going. ↗

— Yevgeny Zamyatin

#delirium #london #love #life

Through all of our seasons this will be certain; this will be constant, shining and true: with the gift of your heart you gave my life meaning; and I'll spend a lifetime cherishing you. ↗

— Robert Sexton

#love #life

Although I notice there is never a truly good time to have a nice long chat with one´s mother-in-law, unless you are having an extraordinary life and marriage and your mother-in-law is, say, Maureen Dowd, or Indira Gandhi. Someone of that ilk. ↗

— Suzanne Finnamore

#cheating #deception #divorce #infidelity #marriage

I am the keeper of my husband’s history. This is a self-appointed role. I plan to learn everything about his life of the past and carry him into a future that is bright with hope. I shall guard his history from rumor and allegation and learn only the truth of his past. I shall then remember the things he cannot allow himself to remember. I shall find out all that I can about my husband’s life and will ensure that the lawyers know the truth. I shall fight the innuendo and crusade for true justice. I refuse to be vanquished. ↗

— Deirdre-Elizabeth Parker

#fidelity #marrige #life