#fee

Do you think I’ll ever get better at this? That my heart might someday stop trying to jump out of my chest whenever you touch me? ↗

— Stephenie Meyer

#moon

Will you, then, never grow weary of being unjust? ↗

— Pierre Choderlos de Laclos

#affection #behavior #conduct #feelings #love

...you were there when they trampled me - you picked me up, healed me and gave me back my feelings - is it any wonder I love you?... ↗

— John Geddes

#gratitude #love #restoration #love

Texting and phone calls, fireworks, blends, café au lait, and music. Yesterday's television. Work and beer. The neighbor's dog, or those strange flowers, the way it smells at Maisen. Those ordinary things I talk about with you. With you... I want to talk about love with you. ↗

— Tomoko Yamashita

#coffee #fireworks #flowers #love #maisen

An engaged woman is always more agreeable than a disengaged. She is satisfied with herself. Her cares are over, and she feels that she may exert all her powers of pleasing without suspicion. All is safe with a lady engaged; no harm can be done. ↗

— Jane Austen

#always #cares #disengaged #done #engaged

It is true I little respect women or girls who are loquacious either in boasting the triumphs, or bemoaning the mortifications, of feelings. ↗

— Charlotte Brontë

#love #villette #love

It is very difficult to bear the pain of ignorance of the person whom you love and who loves you, more than anything in the world.. ↗

— Vennela

#love

Life, like love, holds many secrets for us to discover. Some we unearth early on. Others take us most of our days to stumble upon, even though they are hidden in plain sight. ↗

— Roy L. Pickering Jr.

#life

The sense of love should not like coffee, which only gives pleasure to the enjoy. But it must be like oranges which not only give pleasure but also freshness. ↗

— Isra

#freshness #love #oranges #pleasure #sense-of-love

What destiny is there, but to sense, observe, merge, re-emerge, Empty, yet filled, spreading everywhere, inside, outside, in, Pulsing, fluctuating, breathing as part of one being, Whispering, feeling, reflecting, flowing between hot and cold, Mineral and plant, dark and light, love and fear, new and old. ↗

— Jay Woodman

#breathing #destiny #everywhere #feeling #flowing