#ff

The opposite of love is not hate. It is indifference. ↗

— Christopher Pike

#indifference #love #love

I want there to be a place in the world where people can engage in one another’s differences in a way that is redemptive, full of hope and possibility. Not this “In order to love you, I must make you something else”. That’s what domination is all about, that in order to be close to you, I must possess you, remake and recast you. ↗

— Bell Hooks

#love

Ah! What pleasure it must be to a woman to suffer for the one she loves! ↗

— Honoré de Balzac

#girls #love #purity #self-sacrifice #suffering

I don’t demand much. All I expect is for you to love me so much you kill yourself just to get my attention. 
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— Jarod Kintz

#attention #demand #expect #expectations #love

I love you. I try not to, but I can't stop ↗

— Joss Whedon

#love

When you want to share something with another person more than anything, it is one of the most difficult things to realize that you can never have it. Accepting this realization is even more difficult. Loving someone does mean saying goodbye to them in some cases, though we will fight that until the oftentimes bitter end before doing the right thing. ↗

— Ashly Lorenzana

#difficulty #goodbyes #life #love #people

One does not love a place the less for having suffered in it, unless it has been all suffering, nothing but suffering. ↗

— Jane Austen

#does #having #less #love #nothing

The world is very lovely, and it's very horrible--and it doesn't care about your life or mine or anything else. ↗

— Rudyard Kipling

#life #the-world #life

Backstage at the Grand Ole Opry, I got on my knees and told her that I was going to marry her some day. We were both married to someone else at the time. ‘Ring Of Fire’—June and Merle Kilgore wrote that song for me-that’s the way our love affair was. We fell madly in love and we worked together all the time, toured together all the time, and when the tour was over we both had to go home to other people. It hurt. ↗

— Johnny Cash

#love #love

These two beings, who had loved each other so exclusively, and with so touching a love, and who had lived so long for each other, were now suffering beside one another and through one another; without speaking of it, without harsh feeling, and smiling all the while. ↗

— Victor Hugo

#jean-valjean #les-miserables #smiling #suffering #love