#era

Once more I can climb about and remind you that a woman in this epoch does the important literary thinking. ↗

— Gertrude Stein

#climb #does #epoch #i #i can

Know that it is a corpse who loves you and adores you and will never, never leave you!...Look, I am not laughing now, crying, crying for you, Christine, who have torn off my mask and who therefore can never leave me again!...Oh, mad Christine, who wanted to see me! ↗

— Gaston Leroux

#crying #face #gaston-leroux #love #mask

I am lonely, yet not everybody will do. I don’t know why, some people fill the gaps and others emphasize my loneliness. ↗

— Anaïs Nin

#loneliness #love #love

There is no greater glory than to die for love. ↗

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

#love

I am stronger than words and I am bigger than the box I'm in, and then I see her in the crowd and I fall apart. ↗

— David Levithan

#vulnerability #young-love #love

Think of love as a state of grace; not the means to anything but the alpha and omega, an end in itself. ↗

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

#love

Then you look at her and smile a smile your dissembling face will remember until the day you die. Baby, you say, baby, this is part of my novel. This is how you lose her. ↗

— Junot Díaz

#essays #fiction #junot #literature #love

Some say an army of horsemen some an army on foot others say ships laden for war are the fairest things on earth. But I say the fairest sight on this dark earth is the face of the one you love. Nor is it hard to understand: love has humbled the hearts of the proudest queens. And I would rather see you now stepping over my threshold than any soldier greaved in gold or any iron-beaked ship. ↗

— Alison Croggon

#love #maerad #poem #song #love

You will be the happiest of women. And we will sing, all by ourselves, till we swoon away with delight. You are crying! You are afraid of me! And yet I am not really wicked. Love me and you shall see! All I wanted was to be loved for myself. ↗

— Gaston Leroux

#phantom-of-the-opera #love

When I read Shakespeare I am struck with wonder that such trivial people should muse and thunder in such lovely language. ↗

— D.H. Lawrence

#literature #shakespeare #love