#home

I walked him down to the front door, and the Savannah air assaulted me as I opened the door. “This town was never the same without you.” He turned around and started his short walk home, disappearing into the black of the night. ↗

— Alexandria Rhodes

#more-than-you-know #home

In the harsh veracity of the real world, he was rich, successful, and one of the most desired bachelors in New York—and I was, well, me. A world I hoped wouldn’t tear us apart by pointing out just how different our lives were. “You’re probably eager to get home,” Jett whispered in my ear so the flight attendant serving coffee wouldn’t hear us, “but will you stay with me one more night? I’m not quite ready to let this go. ↗

— J.C. Reed

#love #relationship #romantic #home

michelle would get picked up and bang someone anonymous stud in the bathroom, and i would sip my drink wishing i could go home and curl up with a book. i sigh. thats ok. she was my vicarious slutty friend. and for that i loved her ↗

— Marata Eros

#home

The real home of man is not his house but the road. Life itself is a travel that has to be done by foot. ↗

— Bruce Chatwin

#home

Stop. Stop that. Tell me what happened to you.” She gently ran her fingers down the length of his chest. Blake shook his head. “My life outside of this train station won’t touch you.” His green eyes swam with pain and determination. ↗

— Debra Anastasia

#love #poughkeepsie #life

At one time he [Cornelius Vanderbilt] personally controlled some 10 percent of all the money in circulation in the United States. ↗

— Bill Bryson

#history #the- #home

Home isn’t a place. Home is anywhere, just as long as the people you love are there. ↗

— Kristen Ashley

#love

olivia reminds me of a bird sometimes, how her feathers get all ruffled when she's mad. and when she's fragile like this, she's a little lost bird looking for its nest. ↗

— R.J. Palacio

#home #love #protection #rj-palacio #wonder

You love SITUATION COMEDIES, whilst holding particular affection for MUSTACHIOED FUNNYMEN. You know, your FOXWORTHIES, your FUNKES, your SWANSONS, but not necessarily your GALLAGHERS PER SE, because you have to draw the fucking line somewhere. ↗

— Andrew Hussie

#love

Darling," he said distractedly,"about the moon..." "Yes?" "I don't think it matters whether you want it or not." "What are you talking about?" "The moon. I think it's yours." Victoria yawned, not bothering to open her eyes. "Fine. i'm glad to have it." "But--" Robert shook his head. He was growing fanciful. the moon didn't belong to his wife. It didn't follow her, protect her. It certainly didn't wink at anybody. But he stared out the window the rest of the way home, just in case ↗

— Julia Quinn

#home #love #moon #night #wink