#ed

This was the gift of recovery, he thought. The ability to be here in this moment with the female he loved and be fully aware, fully awake, fully present. Undiluted. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#bdb-phury #brothers #cormia #lover-enshrined #phury

Don't stay away from me anymore." I stop myself, just barely, from telling him I won't. I can't promise that. Can't lie. He opens his eyes. Stares starkly, bleakly. "I need you. ↗

— Sophie Jordan

#jacinda-jones #love #need #sophie-jordan #sweet

The more I know of the world, the more I am convinced that I shall never see a man whom I can really love. ↗

— Jane Austen

#convinced #i #i am #i can #know

How can it be wrong? Love picks the right path, not the one of least resistance. ↗

— Debra Anastasia

#bittersweet-seraphim #crushed-seraphim #debra-anastasia #jack #love

If there is not radical, concrete growth in humble love towards everyone (even your enemies), you don’t really know you are a sinner saved by grace. And if there is not radical, concrete growth in confidence and joy (even in difficulties), you don’t really know you are a sinner saved by grace. - Timothy Keller ↗

— Justin Taylor

#love

The newspaper journalists like to believe the worst; they can sell more papers that way, as one of them told me himself; for even upstanding and respectable people dearly love to read ill of others. ↗

— Margaret Atwood

#journalists #media #newspapers #love

Affection makes fools. Always, without exception, love digs a channel that's sooner or later flooded by the briny water of despair. ↗

— Sonya Hartnett

#briny-water #channel #despair #exception #flooded

I would stay away from him and leave him to go his own road where there would be other women, countless other women, who would probably give him as much physical pleasure as he had had with me. I wouldn’t care, or at least I told myself that I wouldn’t care, because none of them would ever own him—own any larger piece of him than I now did. ↗

— Ian Fleming

#love #romance #starcrossed #love

Lena wished that love were something you could flip on and off. You could turn it on when you felt good about yourself and worthy of it and generous enough to return it. You could flip it off when you needed to hide or self-destruct ad had nothing at all to give. ↗

— Ann Brashares

#good #love #nothing-to-give #self-destruct #wished

Somewhere in between the beginning and eternity, I fought the war that we all must fight–the journey that in taking, forces us to come face to face with our own realities. ↗

— Laura Miller

#love #love