#emerson

Tal vez fui demasiado cuidadoso, demasiado protector, pero no podía soportar la idea de causarte dolor. ↗

— Sylvain Reynard

#spanish #spanish

I must have killed a lot of cows in a past life for Karma to hate me this much. ↗

— Katie McGarry

#funny #karma #katie-mcgarry #pushing-the-limits #funny

If I were to taste your mouth now, I couldn't answer for the consequences. So I can only adore this beautiful neck. I know that in a few seconds I will have to pull away, before the temptation becomes too much. It's too much already. You have no idea how much I want you. ↗

— Sylvain Reynard

#beauty

To laugh often and love much; to win the respect of intelligent persons and the affection of children; to earn the approbation of honest citizens and endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate beauty; to find the best in others; to give of one’s self; to leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition; to have played and laughed with enthusiasm and sung with exultation; to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived—this is to have succeeded. ↗

— Bessie Anderson Stanley

#misattributed-to-emerson #success #widely-misattributed #beauty

I walked in without knocking. The screen door banged to a close behind me announcing my presence. I followed my nose to the kitchen and found Kaleb standing by the stove. He stirred something that smelled absolutely delicious a wooden spoon in one hand and a huge chef’s knife in the other. “Are you sober ” I asked from the doorway. He turned and leveled a smile at me that made me a little wobbly. “I am." “Good. Because if not I was going to take the deadly kitchen utensil away from you.” I crossed the room and pulled myself up to sit on the counter beside the stove. A cutting board full of green peppers and two uncut stalks of celery waited for attention from the knife. Melted butter and diced onions bubbled in a sauté pan on the stove. “You cook" Kaleb was so pretty I was jealous. Pretty with ripped muscles and a tattoo of a red dragon covering most of his upper body. “Yes ” he said. “I cook.” “Do you usually wear a wife beater and ” I pushed him back a little by his shoulder “an apron that says ‘Kiss the Cook’ while you’re doing it ” He leaned so close to me my heart skipped a couple of beats. “I’ll wear it all the time if you’ll consider it. ↗

— Myra McEntire

#humor #kaleb-ballard #humor

In the highest civilization, the book is still the highest delight. He who has once known its satisfactions is provided with a resource against calamity. ↗

— Ralph Waldo Emerson

#civilization #civilized #emerson #quote #reading

For what avail the plough or sail, or land or life, if freedom fail? ↗

— Ralph Waldo Emerson

#inspirational #ralph-waldo-emerson #freedom

Funny, gorgeous, and a genius. What a package." He backed out of the parking space, smiling as he drove away. I loved that he left crazy off the list. I loved it even more that he would never think to add it. ↗

— Myra McEntire

#hourglass #michael-weaver #funny

Not sure how I felt about Antonio and Echo, I linked my fingers with hers. Antonio cocked a surprised eyebrow. Damn straight, bro. I just marked my territory. ↗

— Katie McGarry

#echo-emerson #katie-mcgarry #love #noah-and-echo #noah-hutchins

Please, Noah, I don't want to do this wrong. Tell me how to make you feel good." He shifted so that his body rested beside mine, his leg and arm still draped over me. I felt small under his warmth and strength. His chocolate-brown eyes softened. "Being with you feels good. Touching you-" he tucked a curl behind my ear. "-feels good. I have never wanted anyone like I want you. There's nothing you can do wrong when just breathing makes everything right. ↗

— Katie McGarry

#echo-emerson #feels-good #katie-mcgarry #love #noah-hutchins