#fiction

It's odd to imagine, of course: you pass a car on a lonely rural highway; you sit beside a man in a diner and share views with him; you wait behind a customer checking into a motel, a friendly man with a winning smile and twinkling hazel eyes, who's happy to fill you in on his life's story and wants you to like him - odd to think this man is cruising around with a loaded pistol, making up his mind about which bank he'll soon rob.' - Richard Ford, Canada ↗

— Richard Ford

#crime #fiction #literary #imagination

What was the point of having a situation worthy of fiction if the protagonist didn't behave as he would have done in a book? ↗

— Julian Barnes

#life #protagonist #reality #life

We are born to love as we are born to die, and between the heartbeats of those two great mysteries lies all the tangled undergrowth of our tiny lives. There is nowhere to go but through. And so we walk on, lost, and lost again, in the mapless wilderness of love. ↗

— Tim Farrington

#love #love

Longing surged up within me. I wanted it. Oh God, I wanted it. I didn't want to hear Jerome chastise me for my "all lowlifes, all the time" seduction policy. I wanted to come home and tell someone about my day. I wanted to go out dancing on the weekends. I wanted to take vacations together. I wanted someone to hold me when I was upset, when the ups and downs of the world pushed me too far. I wanted someone to love. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#georgina #romance #succubus #vampire #love

I was determined that in fiction anyway two men should fall in love and remain in it for the ever and ever that fiction allows. ↗

— E.M. Forster

#gay-men #homosexuality #lgbt-literature #love #maurice-novel

He pries me from his chest and drops his hand from the back of my head, tracing my ear, along my jawline. He snatches his fingers a moment before they press into my lip. ↗

— Rebecca Berto

#literature #love #new-adult #relationships #romance

Valerik spit to one side. "We laugh at religion's brand of love, forms and rules that keep the poor feeding from the church's coffers. It is in deed." "I agree. That kind of love is porcelain-coated balls of dung. But what of true affection?... ↗

— Ted Dekker

#love

If I didn't love so damn hard I wouldn't have someone to risk my life for. ↗

— Leslie Lee Sanders

#dystopian-fiction #erotic-romance #gay-romance #mm #post-apocalyptic

Veils of love which was only hate petrified by longing--that was me. ↗

— Louise Erdrich

#love

Ranerio wrapped his hand around mine, guiding my fingers like Lucius had done when he'd shown me the latch behind the dressing-room door mirror. But while the warrior I loved had been offering me an escape route, the pacifist was trying to show me how to fight. ↗

— Beth Fantaskey

#fiction #vampires #love