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I love you, Lochlan,” she said, hating the fact that her voice broke as she spoke the words. “I will always love you and you alone. ↗

— Kinley MacGregor

#kinley-macgregor #lochlan #the-warrior #love

I see myself capable of arrogance and brutality... That's a fierce thing, to discover within yourself that which you despise the most in others. ↗

— George Stevens

#brutality #capable #despise #discover #fierce

He hesitated for a moment. Then he said softly, "I love you, Mother." He took my hand and kissed it, and folded my fingers round the stem of the rose. He had stripped it of its thorns. ↗

— Elizabeth Peters

#mother #rose #son #love

There was a time when religion ruled the world. It is known as the Dark Ages. ↗

— Ruth Hurmence Green

#christianity #dark-ages #religion #age

It wasn't the "I love you" she heard that made her let him go. It was the "Come with me" that she didn't. ↗

— Meghan O'Connor

#heartbreak #relationships #tragedy #love

I snorted powdered flamingoes while I pondered love. I sat at the bar two hours waiting for my ice on the rocks to melt so I could drink it and leave, but it was like my ex wife’s heart—it was just too frigid to melt. So I called up a midget, buckled myself in on his back, and had him give me a ride home. Ah, but that’s life, no?
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— Jarod Kintz

#bar #drink #ex-wife #flamingoes #frigid

Regret and pangs of conscience are feelings we assign to others to make the world seem a little more fair, to even things out a little and provide consolation. In reality, those who do wrong to us never think about us as much as we think about them, and that is the ultimate irony: their deeds live inside us, festering, while they live out in the world, plucking peaches off trees, biting juicily into them, their minds on things lovely and sweet. ↗

— Samuel Park

#others #regret #love

... I looked through the car's rear window for a final wave, and it felt like someone had invaded my chest and squeezed all the juice out of my heart until it was a tiny dry sponge. ↗

— Karen Tayleur

#heart #sponge #squeeze-dry #squeezed #wave

It came to him then, permeated his disjointed thoughts. Billie was teaching him—him—how to make love. With a jolt of surprise at the crashing irony, Adrian realized he hadn’t known how until now. He, the consummate lover, so renown for his sexual skill, so proficient and controlled and practiced, had only played at making love, where Billie…God. Clearly, it was all she knew. Pretense just wasn’t in her spectrum of capabilities. ↗

— Shelby Reed

#chris #shelby-reed #the-fifth-favor #love

Care for us! True, indeed! They ne'er cared for us yet: suffer us to famish, and their storehouses crammed with grain; make edicts for usury, to support usurers; repeal daily any wholesome act established against the rich, and provide more piercing statutes daily to chain up and restrain the poor. If the wars eat us not up, they will; and there's all the love they bear us. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#the- #love