#emerson

Dream delivers us to dream and there is no end to illusion. ↗

— Ralph Waldo Emerson

#ralph-waldo-emerson #dreams

Trent’s chest rises with a quick inhale as his hands lift to grab mine and pull them out, placing them with a pat on the outside of his shirt. “Okay, you win. But don’t do that while I’m driving or we’ll end up in a ditch.” He looks over his shoulder again, adding in a soft, solemn tone, “I’m serious, Kacey. I can’t handle it. ↗

— K.A. Tucker

#k-a-tucker #kacey-cleary #kacey-trent #ten-tiny-breaths #trent-emerson

Let every man shovel out his own snow, and the whole city will be passable," said Gamache. Seeing Beauvoir's puzzled expression he added, "Emerson." "Lake and Palmer?" "Ralph and Waldo. ↗

— Louise Penny

#funny #misattributed #neighborliness #ralph-waldo-emerson #snow

What’s wrong is that every morning and every night, I lie in bed wondering why you’re not beside me. ↗

— K.A. Tucker

#kacey-cleary #kacey-trent #love #sweet #ten-tiny-breaths

I've got you. I swear to God, I've got you," said Noah. "Stay with me, Echo." I wanted to. I wanted to stay with him, but the shouting and screams and glass breaking in my mind grew louder. "Make it stop." He tightened his grip on my arms. "Fight, Echo! You've got to fucking fight. Come on, baby. You're safe. ↗

— Katie McGarry

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

Miss Mitchell had a lovely voice, it was true, but Miss Mitchell speaking Italian was something celestial. Her ruby mouth opening and closing, the delicate way she almost sang the words, her tongue peeking out to wet her lips from time to time...Professor Emerson had to remind himself to close his mouth after it had dropped open. ↗

— Sylvain Reynard

#romance #love

Come here, baby." And with my words, Echo leaned into me soft, pliant, broken. "You're not alone," I whispered into her hair as I cradled her in my arms. "You're not alone, because you have me." And I love you, more than you could ever know ↗

— Katie McGarry

#katie-mcgarry #love #noah-hutchins #not-alone #pushing-the-limits

Te respiro —susurró—. Eres mi aire. Lo eres todo ↗

— Sylvain Reynard

#spanish #spanish

Queridísima Julianne: Gracias por tu regalo, de valor incalculable. Lo único valioso que tengo para darte a cambio es mi corazón. Es tuyo, Gabriel ↗

— Sylvain Reynard

#spanish #spanish

Das por sentado que mis anteriores relaciones fueron satisfactorias, pero te equivocas. Tú me diste algo que nadie me había dado antes: sexo y amor al mismo tiempo. Eres la única de mis parejas que ha sido mi amante en el auténtico sentido de la palabra. ↗

— Sylvain Reynard

#spanish #spanish