#fall

We should fall in love. Love each other enough to shit at the same time on the same toilet. ↗

— Darnell Lamont Walker

#love #shit #love

You feel uplifted when fall in love. ↗

— Toba Beta

#fall-in-love #uplifted #love

It's a very brave thing to fall in love. You have to be willing to trust somebody else with your whole being, and that's very difficult, really difficult and very brave. ↗

— Nicole Kidman

#brave #difficult #else #fall #love

In honor of October, really just hours away now..... Brew me a cup for a winter's night. For the wind howls loud and the furies fight; Spice it with love and stir it with care, And I'll toast our bright eyes, my sweetheart fair. ↗

— Minna Thomas Antrim

#winter #love

Love moderately. ↗

— Stef Harder

#falling-in-love #gay #lesbian #love #love

These fragments I have shored against my ruins ↗

— T.S. Eliot

#aging #fall #nostalgia #past #age

I see now why they call it 'falling' in love. It's a tumble that catches you off guard, surprises you, scares you, bumps you around, sends you spinning into the dark. But eventually, you level out, and enjoy the rush of free fall. ↗

— Joseph B. Phillips III

#jason #jason-phillips #joseph #joseph-b-phillips-iii #love

Sé mi chica, Nora. Sé mi todo. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick Finale

#love #nora-grey #pacth-cipriano #love

It was the strangest sensation, fallin' in love. 'Bout the only thing I compare it to would be jumpin' off a big cliff. Once you're past the edge, there ain't no particular reason to be graspin' for a line a safety. You just keep on fallin' anyhow, so you might as well enjoy it the whole way down. ↗

— Dorothy Garlock

#love

AUTUMNAL Pale amber sunlight falls across The reddening October trees, That hardly sway before a breeze As soft as summer: summer's loss Seems little, dear! on days like these. Let misty autumn be our part! The twilight of the year is sweet: Where shadow and the darkness meet Our love, a twilight of the heart Eludes a little time's deceit. Are we not better and at home In dreamful Autumn, we who deem No harvest joy is worth a dream? A little while and night shall come, A little while, then, let us dream. Beyond the pearled horizons lie Winter and night: awaiting these We garner this poor hour of ease, Until love turn from us and die Beneath the drear November trees. ↗

— Ernest Dowson

#fall #november #october #seasons #dreams