#eat

Do You think it matters if they're tiny or deep? he asked. Well, if they're not tiny breaths and they're not deep breaths, then they're just ... breaths. Then you're just breathing for the sake of ... breathing. ... Seize them. Feel them. Love them ... ↗

— K.A. Tucker

#k-a-tucker #living #love

The mind I love most must have wild places, a tangled orchard where dark damsons drop in the heavy grass, an overgrown little wood, the chance of a snake or two, a pool that nobody fathomed the depth of, and paths threaded with flowers planted by the mind. ↗

— Katherine Mansfield

#creativity #writing-process #love

Just tell yourself a story that'll satisfy you and pretend he told it. ↗

— Catherynne M. Valente

#deathless #hatred #honesty #ignorance #lies-lying-liars

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. ↗

— Marianne Williamson

#love

Seriously, if the bastards cheat on you, then they don't deserve you anyway. If that's a legit fear, then you probably shouldn't be with them to begin with. ↗

— Kody Keplinger

#love #love

Down by the salley gardens my love and I did meet; She passed the salley gardens with little snow-white feet. She bid me take love easy, as the leaves grow on the tree; But I, being young and foolish, with her did not agree. In a field by the river my love and I did stand, And on my leaning shoulder she laid her snow-white hand. She bid me take life easy, as the grass grows on the weirs; But I was young and foolish, and now am full of tears. ↗

— W.B. Yeats

#life

Bahujanahitāya bahujanasukhāya lokānukampāya: For the good of the many, for the happiness of the many, out of compassion for the world. ↗

— Gautama Buddha

#buddhism #compassion #greater-good #love #tolerance

I am the alphabet soup of love. Eat me or read me, but don’t feed me to the cats.
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— Jarod Kintz

#alphabet-soup #cats #eat #feed #love

There hasn't been any other woman," Heath said against her mouth, making her tremble. "There couldn't be. I'm too obsessed with my own wife. There's only one thing you can give me that no one else can . . . and heaven and hell be damned, I'll get it from you no matter how long I have to wait, no matter how hard I have to ride you. No, I'm not talking solely about my husbandly rights, although that would be a good place to start. ↗

— Lisa Kleypas

#lisa-kleypas #love-come-to-me #lucy #love

Unlike Gatsby and Tom Buchanan I had no girl whose disembodied face floated along the dark cornices and blinding signs and so I drew up the girl beside me, tightening my arms. Her wan scornful mouth smiled and I drew her up again, closer, this time to my face. ↗

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

#prose #the-great-gatsby #love