#he

I like books that aren't just lovely but that have memories in themselves. Just like playing a song, picking up a book again that has memories can take you back to another place or another time. ↗

— Emma Watson

#another #another time #back #book #books

(Spike) You're not friends. You'll never be friends. You'll be in love till it kills you both. You'll fight, and you'll shag, and you'll hate each other till it makes you quiver, but you'll never be friends. Love isn't brains, children, it's blood... blood screaming inside you to work its will. I may be love's bitch, but at least I'm man enough to admit it. ↗

— Dan Vebber

#dysfunctional-love #dysfunctional-relationships #love

Know that it is a corpse who loves you and adores you and will never, never leave you!...Look, I am not laughing now, crying, crying for you, Christine, who have torn off my mask and who therefore can never leave me again!...Oh, mad Christine, who wanted to see me! ↗

— Gaston Leroux

#crying #face #gaston-leroux #love #mask

I love walking into a bookstore. It's like all my friends are sitting on shelves, waving their pages at me. ↗

— Tahereh Mafi

#bookshelves #bookstore #friend #love

I don't belong here. It doesn't matter, because even if I don't belong in this place, she's here and I want to be where she is. ↗

— Simone Elkeles

#love #perfect-chemistry #love

The only sea I saw Was the seesaw sea With you riding on it. Lie down, lie easy. Let me shipwreck in your thighs. ↗

— Dylan Thomas

#love #naughty #poem #sex #shipwreck

Love is when he is hungry and you feed him. Love is knowing when he is hungry. ↗

— Paullina Simons

#paullina-simons #the-bronze-horseman #love

Why is this so hard?” I whispered. His pulse leaped crazily at my admission. “Everything worth fighting for is hard. ↗

— Rachel Vincent

#hard #jace-hammond #love #truth #love

[...] each of us is born with a box of matches inside us but we can't strike them all by ourselves ↗

— Laura Esquivel

#love #lust #matches #love

Yeah, and we still have to deal with The Eye being…Eyeish, and me learning to be Head of the Council, which will probably involve lots of boring books and—” Archer pressed his mouth to mine, effectively shutting me up and kissing the hell out of me. When he pulled back, he was grinning. “And you have an arrogant, screwed-up former demon hunter who is stupidly in love with you. ↗

— Rachel Hawkins

#sophie #love