#he

Suddenly it all seemed luminously clear. Love had very little to do with fear and emotional sabotage; love had to do with trust. ↗

— Francesca Marciano

#love #love

Love you! Girl, you're in the very core of my heart. I hold you there like a jewel. Didn't I promise you I'd never tell you a lie? Love you! I love you with all there is of me to love. Heart, soul, brain. Every fibre of body and spirit thrilling to the sweetness of you. There's nobody in the world for me but you, Valancy. ↗

— L.M. Montgomery

#romantic #sweet #the-blue-castle #valancy #love

Your heart is beating so fast,” he said softly, the words barely more than a whisper. “I can feel your blood humming under my hand. Are you frightened of me? ↗

— Zoë Marriott

#love #romance #love

There was another reason why I wasn't ready to tell you all this that night in the airport." "What other reason?" "Guess what today is?" "Um, Tuesday?" "Even better. It comes around once every four years. Last day of February? Ringing any bells?" He let that settle for a long moment before he curled his face into the half grin she loved so much. "It's leap day, baby. ↗

— Marie Force

#marie-force #romance #love

She loved him, even though it was so hard to love anybody else after loving my dad. I think I knew this before she did. ↗

— Margaret McMullan

#hard-to-love-anybody-else #it-was-so-hard #knew-this-before-she-did #love #loved

The way Mom saw it, women should let menfolk do the work because it made them feel more manly. That notion only made sense if you had a strong man willing to step up and get things done, and between Dad's gimp, Buster's elaborate excuses, and Apache's tendency to disappear, it was often up to me to keep the place from falling apart. But even when everyone was pitching in, we never got out from under all the work. I loved that ranch, though sometimes it did seem that instead of us owning the place, the place owned us. ↗

— Jeannette Walls

#common-sense #daughter #farming #mother #ranch

Her jaw dropped. She grabbed him by the shoulders. “I think I have formed an attachment to you. You know, what the English call a desire to have symphonic concerts with someone at all hours of the day?” He smiled. “And I love you too, darling.” -Lizzy and Will ↗

— Sherry Thomas

#lizzy #sherry-thomas #will #love

Near the end of Love's Labor, Eva Feder Kittay (1999, 154) writes that a fundamental aspect of a just society is related to the conditions and limits of mothering. In a just society, women with disabilities can mother because there is adequate emotional and material support for them to do so, and given a context of support and approval to reproduce, they can also choose not to bear children. In a just society, mothers of children with disability can mother, and they, their children, and other needed caregivers will be adequately supported." (15) ↗

— Cynthia Lewiecki-Wilson and Jen Cellio

#motherhood #love

As a captain whose vessel is about to crash on the rocks empties its souls of doubt, so are the hesitant useful for throwing off of an enterprise nearing its end: blame must be cast in failure, profits divided easily in success. ↗

— Bauvard

#doubt #enterprises #failure #funny #hesitancy

Padre Blazon was almost shouting by this time, and I had to hush him. People in the restaurant were staring, and one or two of the ladies of devout appearance were heaving their bosoms indignantly. He swept the room with the wild eyes of a conspirator in a melodrama and dropped his voice to a hiss. Fragments of food, ejected from his mouth by this jet, flew about the table. [p.201] ↗

— Robertson Davies

#jungian-achetypes #old-man-humour #business