#des

Jace and I had been like that, two towers, soaring through the sky side by side, looking and feeling indestructible while we were together. ↗

— Natalie Valdes

#love #natalie-valdes #pinky-promise #soar #together

Mickey cursed under his breath, letting his head fall back against the wall. His c*ck still beat angrily against his clothing. Once he would’ve simply sent for a whore. Now that thought was oddly unsatisfying. He could have a willing woman, a woman who would do anything he might request of her, even the most exotic acts of sex, but instead his flesh wanted just one woman. A woman who was as fierce in her maternal love as he had been as a boy in his will to survive. ↗

— Elizabeth Hoyt

#mickey #scandalous-desires #love

Will ye be wantin’ this now, madam?” “Yes, please,” she whispered. She wanted to engrave the sight of him thus, about to make love to her, in her mind. ↗

— Elizabeth Hoyt

#mickey #oh-gawd-hawt #scandalous-desires #silence #love

Brianna peered through the large transparent window into the sea of plexiglass cradles. Each infant, so small and precious, belonged to someone. Someone that cared for them. Someone that loved them. Brianna sniffled and turned away, unable to bear the thought that she had no one. ↗

— J.E.B. Spredemann

#life #loneliness #life

Съдбата не означава, че животът ти е предначертан. Затова е признак на пълно невежество да оставиш всичко на съдбата и да не допринасяш дейно за музиката на всемира. ... Съдбата ти – това е равнището, където ще свириш своята мелодия. Едва ли ще смениш инструмента, но зависи единствено от теб доколко добре ще свириш. ↗

— Elif Shafak

#love

Joni discovered the best way to put the halter on her horse without being animal resisting and fleeing was to turn her back until he nuzzled up to her. At that point, she could slip the halter on. Just so, she surmises, sometimes God waits for us to turn our backs on what we desire most and to trust Him. ↗

— Joni Eareckson Tada

#prayer #love

In the final analysis, with Rene she had been an apprentice to love, she had loved him only to learn how to give herself, enslaved and surfeited, to Sir Stephen. ↗

— Pauline Réage

#love #sacrifice #love

I cannot tell whether diamonds appeared in his eyes or mine as the shine of adoration became the icon one sees in history, a Byzantine sparkle, Medieval armor against all odds. ↗

— Alice Shapiro

#history #love #medieval #saltian #love

NOVIA. ¡Porque yo me fui con el otro, me fui! (Con angustia.) Tú también te hubieras ido. Yo era una mujer quemada, llena de llagas por dentro y por fuera,y tu hijo era un poquito de agua de la que yo esperaba hijos, tierra, salud; pero el otro era un río oscuro, lleno de ramas, que acercaba a mí el rumor de sus juncos y su cantar entre dientes. Y yo corría con tu hijo que era como un niñito de agua, frío, y el otro me mandaba cientos de pájaros que me impedían el andar y que dejaban escarcha sobre mis heridas de pobre mujer marchita, de muchacha acariciada por el fuego. Yo no quería, ¡óyelo bien!, yo no quería. ¡Tu hijo era mi fin y yo no lo he engañado, pero el brazo del otro me arrastró como un golpe de mar, como la cabezada de un mulo, y me hubiera arrastrado siempre, siempre, siempre, aun que hubiera sido vieja y todos los hijos de tu hijo me hubiesen agarrado de los cabellos. ↗

— Federico García Lorca

#desperation #unrequited-love #love

...some things are better left in the past. And true things are destined to repeat themselves. ↗

— Suzanne Young

#fate #love #love