#err

We passed from laughter to terror which, like love and hate, are close relatives. ↗

— Lise Deharme

#laughter #love #terror #love

Save me, O you who love me; love me bravely. ↗

— Miklós Radnóti

#miklos-radnoti #love

One unerring mark of the love of truth is not entertaining any proposition with greater assurance than the proofs it is built upon will warrant. ↗

— John Locke

#assurance #built #entertaining #greater #love

Break my heart or break my fall. ↗

— Amber Newberry

#break-my-heart #break-up #broken-heart #broken-september #love

Henry,' at last said one, again dipping the spoon into the flaming spirit, 'hast thou read Hoffman?' 'I should think so,' said Henry. 'What think you of him?' 'Why, that he writes admirably; and, moreover, what is more admirable - in such a manner that you see at once he almost believes that which he relates. As for me, I know very well that when I read him of a dark night, I am obliged to creep to bed without shutting my book, and without daring to look behind me.' 'Indeed; then you love the terrible and fantastic?' 'I do,' said Henry. ("The Dead Man's Story ↗

— James Hain Friswell

#eta-hoffmann #fantastic #fantastique #fear #horror

Would it be such a terrible thing for us to fall in love?" he asked. ... "Ask me again in the morning. ↗

— Donna Thurland

#ask #grey #kate #love #morning

Perhaps everything terrible is, in its deepest being, something that needs our love. ↗

— Rainer Maria Rilke

#evil #help #love #terrible #love

amzing book felt like i was their i love the exitment ↗

— Helen Dunmore

#love

Wednesday had come and gone in a single breath. As I dreamt of divine love, Picasso, and a vast field of gold, a new dawn had already begun. ↗

— Terry A O'Neal

#quotes #terry #love

Mientras terminaba la correa que me había ayudado a comenzar,perdida en mis meditaciones, le agradecí en silencio por el tiempo que había dedicado a hablar conmigo, más que por el arte que me había transmitido, pues descubría que lo más valioso que tienen los demás para darnos es su tiempo. El tiempo al cual la muerte le da su valor. ↗

— Ingrid Betancourt

#farc #guerrilla #ingrid-betancourt #no-hay-silencio-que-no-termine #secuestro