#fes

Pero si la elección que tengo que tomar, se reduce a elegir entre tú o yo, te escojo a ti. Siempre te he escogido. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#love #spanish #love

إنه من الأفضل أن تعيش قدرك ناقصًا من أن تعيش تقليدًا لحياة رائعة لشخص آخر ↗

— Elizabeth Gilbert

#novel #love

Abruptly he thrust his snow-drenched leather gloves against my cheeks. I dodged. A raw carnal feeling blazed up within me, branding my cheeks. I felt myself staring at him with crystal clear eyes... From that time on I was in love with Omi. ↗

— Yukio Mishima

#mask #love

—And you completely blow me away and rip my world up and everything else, and then you go back to ignoring me.” “I blew you away?” I squeak out before I can stop myself. He stares at me steadily. “You blew everything away. ↗

— Lauren Oliver

#love-story #romance #love

She didn't understand, I hope to God she never understands what I do, what I am. To be dammed by the darkness that lives inside me. To be saved by her love. No more half-truths. No more omissions. ↗

— Linnea Sinclair

#love #truth #love

I’d think about you and how I didn’t want us to end. It’s complicated…’ Max still held her, his thumbs stroking the spot on her wrists where her pulse was thundering away. ‘Uncomplicate it then. Did you miss me?’ ‘Of course I did! I’ve missed you so much, I hurt from it.’ Then, and only then, did Max release her but it was only so Neve could wind her arms around his neck because they were kissing. She couldn’t say who leaned in first, but all of a sudden there was the familiar but shocking touch of lips on lips. ↗

— Sarra Manning

#feelings #kiss #love #reunion #love

Confession is an act of violence against the unoffending. ↗

— Tom Stoppard

#violence #love

I liked this rich lifestyle, but I loved the poor lifestyle better. The less money people had, the less greedy they seemed to be. The people who lived around our flocks seemed to always love everyone around them. Even though they aren’t always happy and can’t always afford the bills, they are still glad to be alive. ↗

— Shannon A. Thompson

#lifestyle #poor #rich #love

I love you," he said. "Oh, dear God, Skye, you have to know it. And if you'd gone..." He saw Eriko lying dead. He felt the roughness of the rocks he had piled to make her grave. And he said good-bye to her. "Jamie," Skye said, shushing him as she put her hands on his head. "I—I...you're my brother in all things. And that how I love you, too." He froze as the meaning of her words penetrated the tidal wave of his emotions. "I'm not too late. I didn't tell you too late," he said desperately. She hesitated. And then she said, "Holgar." No. Jamie's world stopped. ↗

— Nancy Holder

#jamie #skye #love

You alone in Europe are not ancient oh Christianity The most modern European is you Pope Pius X And you whom the windows observe shame keeps you From entering a church and confessing this morning You read the prospectuses the catalogues the billboards that sing aloud That's the poetry this morning and for the prose there are the newspapers There are the 25 centime serials full of murder mysteries Portraits of great men and a thousand different headlines ("Zone") ↗

— Guillaume Apollinaire

#billboard #catalogs #church #city #confession