#her

I doubt if ever one ceases to love, but one can cease to be in love as easily as one can outgrow an author one admired as a boy. ↗

— Graham Greene

#books #doctor-fischer-of-geneva #graham-greene #love #love

Jessica felt like a heroine in a tragic, dramatic love story. She lifted her chin and turned away. It was all over. ↗

— Francine Pascal

#heroine #sweet-valley #love

Kaldar smiled at her. Now there was a work of art. If she were just a girl and he were just a man, and they met at a party, that smile would've guaranteed him a date. The man was hot. There was no doubt. But right now, all it would get him was a solid punch in those even teeth. Audrey laughed. "Aren't you sweet? Tell me, do girls usually throw their panties at you when you do that?" He grinned wider, and she glimpsed the funny evil spark in his eyes. "Do men throw money when you do your little Southern belle? ↗

— Ilona Andrews

#fate-s-edge #ilona-andrews #kaldar #southern-belle #the-edge

Can knowledge be conveyed that isn't felt? But if transport's the problem - they tell me get a job and earn yourself an automobile-I'd rather collect my parts as I go: chair, desk, house and crankshaft Shakespeare. Generator boy, Paul, love is carried if it's held. ↗

— Lorine Niedecker

#love

He was a father. That’s what a father does. Eases the burdens of those he loves. Saves the ones he loves from painful last images that might endure for a lifetime. ↗

— George Saunders

#love #love

That's what teaching is, the art of explanation: presenting the right information in the right order in a memorable way. ↗

— Taylor Mali

#teachers #art

In the therapeutic process based on awareness, there exists no ”I" – it just exists a presence, a light, a love and a silence. ↗

— Swami Dhyan Giten

#ego #love #meditation #presence #psychology

I know for a fact that no matter where I go, the memory and the suffering of not being with you will cripple me. I will go to work, fire up my PC, only to check if you're online. I will hover the pointer to your name, it will pop your contact details--just the contact details, no photo, no one-liners, no sign of what we used to have--but I shall linger and stare at it for hours. I will attempt to start a chat, but will close it without even a word to type. I will try to divert my thoughts back to work. But will fail. I will always go back to you. One hour to another, it's 5 PM. I pack my things, unproductive for the day and smile. I'm doing that again tomorrow and the next. ↗

— CSTPimentel

#bothered #chat #computer #hopeful #love

Though sleep was dearly needed, it was not welcomed, for even in sleep I was tormented. ↗

— Dave Moore

#frantic-search #god #holy-spirit #hope #jesus

My dad kept giving me "love pats." Love pats are soft punches of encouragement that are administered on the knee, shoulder, and arm. ↗

— Stephen Chbosky

#love #love