#heart

I was crazy in love with you in high school, and you broke my heart the day you hooked up with someone else our sophomore year. Then you broke it again when you promised me you’d dump him the night we kissed and go out with me instead, because the next morning, you forgot all about me. ↗

— Linda Kage

#love #love

Your dress is thin, you have been dancing, you are heated." "Always preaching," retorted she; "always coddling and admonishing." The answer Dr. John would have given did not come; that his heart was hurt became evident in his eye; darkened, and saddened, and pained, he turned a little aside, but was patient. ↗

— Charlotte Brontë

#dr-john-graham-bretton #ginevra-fanshawe #unrequited-love #villette #love

Julie smiled a tight little smile and shook her head at her own foolhardiness. But I did it because I love him, she told herself. I love him still. God help me. So this is how it feels to have your break... ↗

— Jennifer Wilde

#love

There aren’t any cobwebs on my dick. Besides, just because I don’t stick it in every woman who walks by, doesn’t mean I don’t use it. I’m selective, where as you…you’re just a man whore. “I am not a whore! Just because I happen to love women, and they love me back – doesn’t make me a whore.” “Maybe it’s your dusty penis that scares women away. ↗

— Jennifer Turner

#love

The undivided heart is a good thing, as long as you love somebody. In fact, a divided heart that loves someone is better than an undivided heart that loves nobody -- the latter would actually be undivided egoism. It would mean having one's heart full, but with the most corrupting thing there is: oneself. Of this type of virgin and celibate, unfortunately none too rare, Charles Peguy has rightly said: "Because they do not belong to someone else, they think they belong to God. Because they love no one else, they think that they love God. ↗

— Raniero Cantalamessa

#love

I don’t want to hear it. Go back to Sammy and get your platter of gonorrhea with a heaping side order of chlamydia. It’s free. Please leave. ↗

— Melisa M. Hamling

#love #romance #love

She won't win," Eric said. He sounded confident, passionate--everything I might have hoped would be reassuring. "You're sure?" I asked. "Yes, my lover. I'm sure." "But you're not here," I observed, and I hung up very gently. He didn't call back. ↗

— Charlaine Harris

#love

Every morning, in his extreme loneliness, The Laughing Man [whose face had been disfigured in a tragic circumstance], stole off to the dense forest surrounding the bandits' hideout. There he befriended any number and species of animals: dogs, white mice, eagles, lions, boa constrictors, wolves. Moreover, he removed his mask and spoke to them, softly, melodiously, in their own tongues. They did not think him ugly. ↗

— J.D Salinger

#judgmental-hearts #the-laughing-man #love

I like the word 'affection' because it signifies something habitual, and we are soon to meet to try whether we have mind enough to keep our hearts warm. ↗

— Michael Kelahan

#hearts #love #warmth #love

She hardly ever thought of him. He had worn a place for himself in some corner of her heart, as a sea shell, always boring against the rock, might do. The making of the place had been her pain. But now the shell was safely in the rock. It was lodged, and ground no longer. ↗

— T.H. White

#longing #love #pain #sorrow #unrequited-love