#era

There is bound to be someone driven mad by love who will give you the chance to study the effects of gold cyanide on a cadaver. And when you do find one, observe with care, they almost always have crystals in their heart ↗

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

#love-in-the-time-of-cholera #spanish-literature #time #love

Without a doubt it was Dr. Urbino's most contagious initiative, for opera fever infected the most surprising elements in the city and gave rise to a whole generation of Isoldes and Otellos and Aidas and Siegfrieds. But it never reached the extremes Dr. Urbino had hoped for, which was to see Italianizers and Wagnerians confronting each other with sticks and canes during the intermissions. ↗

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

#love

The significant difference between Proust and Faulkner, for Sartre, is that where Proust discovers salvation in time, in the recovery of time past, for Faulkner time is never lost, however much he may want, like a mystic, to forget time. Both writers emphasize the transitoriness of emotion, of the condition of love or misery, or whatever passes because it is transitory in time. "Proust really should have employed a technique like Faulkner's," Sartre legislates, "that was the logical outcome of his metaphysic. Faulkner, however, is a lost man, and because he knows that he is lost he risks pushing his thoughts to its conclusion. Proust is a classicist and a Frenchman; and the French lose themselves with caution and always end by finding themselves. ↗

— John McCormick

#love

He had shown her all the workings of his soul, mistaking this for love. ↗

— E.M. Forster

#intimacy-self-sacrifice #therapy #transparency #love

By the time I realized I even had a heart at all, it already belonged to you. ↗

— Brittany Comeaux

#crystal #deliverance #fantasy #love #romance

I hope I haven't given you the impression that I consider kissing intrinsically irrational. ↗

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

#flapper #flirting #gatsby #kiss #kissing

I know that suffering is one place where He ministers to us the most. So to think that we've had our quota would be foolish. I am just longing for the day when all the pain stops. ↗

— Mary Beth Chapman

#god-s-love #pain #perseverance #suffering #love

Brianna peered through the large transparent window into the sea of plexiglass cradles. Each infant, so small and precious, belonged to someone. Someone that cared for them. Someone that loved them. Brianna sniffled and turned away, unable to bear the thought that she had no one. ↗

— J.E.B. Spredemann

#life #loneliness #life

إن حباً فائضاً له من التأثير على القلب كما لقلة الحب ↗

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

#love

I'm a huge supporter of women. What I'm not a supporter of liberalism. Feminism is what I oppose. Feminism has led women astray. I love the women's movement, especially walking behind it. ↗

— Rush Limbaugh

#liberalism #women #love