#ff

...this refinement and delicacy were what Cale adored; but Cale had been beaten into shape, hammered in dreadful fires of fear and pain. How could she be with him for long? A secret part of Arbell had been searching for some time for a way to leave her lover—although she was unaware of this, it is only fair to record. And so as Cale waited for her to save him while he worked out a way of saving her, she had already chosen the bitter but reasonable path of the good, of the many over the one... ↗

— Paul Hoffman

#arbell #bad #beat #bitter #cale

It is not against reason, said the Englishman, to prefer the destruction of the world to a scratch on your finger – how much easier to understand the same price for the gash in your soul. ↗

— Paul Hoffman

#cale #destruction #easier #easy #english-quote

I AM NOT A PHILOSOPHER BUT THE "FEEL OF SAFAR"[ JOURNEY]........... ↗

— R.S.MALLA

#love

si lasciò trasportare dalla sua convinzione che gli esseri umani non nascono sempre il giorno in cui le loro madri le danno alla luce, ma che la vita li costringe ancora molte altre volte a partorirsi da sé. ↗

— Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez

#nascita #parto #vita #love

Was it possible there was some fatal flaw in their matching, that they were ultimately, impossibly different--dissimilar enough to fall in love, but too fundamentally distinct to stay together? ↗

— Galt Niederhoffer

#dissimilar #fall-in-love #fatal #flaw #fundamentally-distinct

When he fell down the stairs, he told people he'd had a stroke. He was just pissed out of his skull. I love Dirk, he is such a drama queen. ↗

— Ava Gardner

#ava-gardner #dirk-bogarde #love

A man's world is different from a woman's world and a man's emotions are different from a woman's emotions and only marriage can bring the two different sets of emotions together properly. ↗

— Sylvia Plath

#marriage #relationship #marriage

And he rose, brontosaurus-like, to his place among the treetops. ↗

— Jeffrey Eugenides

#jeffrey-eugenides #madeleine-hanna #marriage-plot #marriage

He eyed me curiously, his eyes fluttering over my breasts, and I swallowed, knowing he was thinking things he shouldn't. His tongue snuck between his lips and lightly darted to moisten them. I heard what sounded like a moan before he moved his left hand from under the table. He tried to rest his palm on my resting hand but I inched away. I looked at his hand, and noticed the shading of where his wedding ring used to go... My mind caught up - used to? Where was it? ↗

— Mercy Cortez

#marriage #sexy #marriage

When Pauline Pfeiffer wrote Hadley Hemingway, "I've seen your husband E. Hemingway several times...”, how could she not be blamed for breaking up the marriage. I'm not buying that Pauline was naive. ↗

— Ruth A. Hawkins

#pauline-pfeiffer #marriage