#ect

She was dressed in white, and her tunic had amazing flared sleeves which trailed on the ground behind her as she glided down the stairs. Her hair was a mass of dark curls tumbling around her face, and she had dark, dark eyes. Jack realized that this was what the chansons meant when they referred to a beautiful princess in a castle. No wonder the knights all wept when the princess died. ↗

— Ken Follett

#beauty #princess #beauty

Love, is sometimes a simpler form of slowly dying, it's like a bullet that ricochets off time's walls of desire, waiting to hit that picture perfect heart of regrets. ↗

— Anthony Liccione

#desire #love #pain #picture-perfect #regrets

Un libro leído a medias es una aventura amorosa incompleta. ↗

— David Mitchell

#book #books #español #lectura #leer

I can't live without your Touch.You'll see that I've provided enough money to pay for at least twenty or so. ↗

— J. Sterling

#perfect #touching #love

Something I'd like to be perfect at? ... Loving you,' I said. The words climbed from my mouth. 'I'd want to be perfect at loving you. ↗

— Markus Zusak

#perfect #love

Even though Xavier was only human, it seemed he could protect me from anything and everything. I wouldn't have been worried if a fire-breathing dragon had torn of the roof, because I knew that Xavier was there. I wondered fleetingly if I was expecting to much og him, but dismissed the idea. ↗

— Alexandra Adornetto

#love #protection #love

The best gifts one can give to someone are not things, the best ones to offer are a little Time, Love, Care and Respect. ↗

— Venkat Desireddy

#gifts #love #respect #time #love

He had let me know time after time that he was a thinking man, a man of intellect and wit. Yet one unintended hungry look into my eyes and he betrayed each of his words he had carefully spoken to me. I knew it in that instant. He was a viscerally driven man. And one day, he would possess me. ↗

— Coco J. Ginger

#intellect #jamie-weise #love #love-story #possess

yearning n. and adj. At te core of this desire is the belief that everything can be perfect. ↗

— David Levithan

#perfection #love

Fortunately, I read (the books) without knowing what I was in for, and the best thing that can ever happen to a reader happened to me: I loved something that, by conviction (or by my nature) I should not have loved ↗

— Milan Kundera

#reading #love