#er

My lips are fierce with passion. My heart spins fiery beats. A rhythm lives within my fingers and dances in my feet. ↗

— Coco J. Ginger

#jamie-weise #love #passion #writer #writing

I mean, what does Éloa mean?” He narrowed his gaze, answered her literally. “It’s the name of an angel.” Penelope tilted her head, thinking. “I’ve never heard of him.” “You wouldn’t have.” “Was he a fallen angel?” “She was, yes.” He hesitated, not wanting to tell her the story, but unable to stop himself. “Lucifer tricked her into falling from heaven.” “Tricked her how?” He met her gaze. “She fell in love with him.” Penelope’s eyes widened. “Did he love her?” Like an addict loves his addiction. “The only way he knew how.” She shook her head. “How could he trick her?” “He never told her his name. ↗

— Sarah MacLean

#angels #eloa #love #lucifer #seduction

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

At some point he realized that he knew how she felt—once you know how much you love someone, no one else would do. ↗

— Robyn Carr

#love

He will understand when it is too late that it is easier to love. ↗

— Dejan Stojanovic

#literature #literature-quotes #love #poems #poetry

...after all, she had birthed us alone, diapered and fed us, helped us with homework, kissed and hugged us, poured her love into us. That she might not actually know us seemed the humblest thing a mother could admit. ↗

— Aimee Bender

#love

I love everybody. Each one plays the role they have to play... ↗

— Meher Baba

#meher-baba #play #love

That land is a community is the basic concept of ecology, but that land is to be loved and respected is an extension of ethics. ↗

— Aldo Leopold

#philosopher #writer #love

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

— David Mitchell

#book #books #español #lectura #leer

I’m talking head over heels, down on my knees, from the bottom of my heart, IN love, with you, Vere. That kiss blew me away. I know you felt something too—something more for me. Don’t you? ↗

— Anne Eliot

#love