#expect

Love hurts because we think that's what love is. ↗

— Marty Rubin

#love #suffering #love

Love is like building a wall with two bricks and a ton of wind. Obviously you and your lover are bricks.
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— Jarod Kintz

#brick-and-blanket-iq-test #brick-and-blanket-responses #brick-and-blanket-test #brick-and-blanket-uses #funny

He was swimming in a sea of other people’s expectations. Men had drowned in seas like that. ↗

— Robert Jordan

#expectations #jordan #lan #new-spring #overwhelmed

I'm worried that God ain't as expected by men. ↗

— Toba Beta

#men-expect-something #men

Of course, in fairness, I must remind you of this: that we writers are the most lily-livered of all craftsmen. We expect more, for the most peewee efforts, than any other people. ↗

— Brenda Ueland

#expectations #perseverance #writing #art

A blanket could be considered part of performance art, if you’re inconsiderate and steal all the covers while we’re asleep—and film me shivering and twitching in the night. 
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— Jarod Kintz

#brick-and-blanket-iq-test #brick-and-blanket-responses #brick-and-blanket-test #brick-and-blanket-uses #funny

I have been bent and broken, but - I hope - into a better shape. ↗

— Charles Dickens

#broken

You can't expect everyone to have the same dedication as you. ↗

— Jeff Kinney

#kids

If you're going to say what you want to say, you're going to hear what you don't want to hear. ↗

— Roberto Bolaño

#feedback #opinions #outspokenness #responses #responsibility

In a lightning-fast move, he placed both of his hands on the brick wall, caging me with his body. He leaned toward me and my heart shifted into a gear I didn't know existed. His warm breath caressed my neck, melting my frozen skin. I tilted my head, waiting for the solid warmth of his body on mine. I could see his eyes again and those dark orbs screamed hunger . "I heard a rumor." "What's that?" I struggled to get out. "It's your birthday." Terrified speaking would break the spell, I licked my suddenly dry lips and nodded. "Happy birthday." Noah drew his lips closer to mine; that sweet musky smell overwhelmed my senses. I could almost taste his lips when he unexpectedly took a step back, inhaling deeply. The cold air slapped me into the land of sober. ↗

— Katie McGarry

#noah-hutchins #swoons #unexpected